Track Insight / Lyrics
Tide pulls back from wooden pier
Boots hit gravel, dust flies
Shift ends slow, the coast is clear
Pine trees stand in rigid lines
Meter off, the night is mine
Radio plays static songs
Wheel turns toward the county line
Telephone poles march along
Pine wire hums in morning light
Needles catch the pale sunrise
Two strangers walk the same old line
Where forest meets the telephone wire
Salt crust flakes from calloused hands
Quarter mile to clearing's edge
Pine sap sticks to rubber bands
Where wires cut the heaven's hedge
Cab door opens, cold air bites
Fare paid in stories, not in cash
Dashboard glow cuts through the night
Lightning scars the utility flash
Pine wire hums in morning light
Needles catch the pale sunrise
Two strangers walk the same old line
Where forest meets the telephone wire
Gull cries fold into the trees
Taxi engine sighs and frees
Current runs through copper vein
Sap and salt in mixing rain
Neither asks the other's name
Just the weather, just the same
Dawn breaks sharp through spruce and fir
Driver lights a menthol smoke
Deckhand's boots on forest floor
Breath makes clouds, no words invoked
Pine wire hums in morning light
Needles catch the pale sunrise
Two strangers walk the same old line
Where forest meets the telephone wire
Pine wire sings the rising day
Salt and sap find common way
Two strangers share the quiet mile
Where forest meets the telephone wire
Engine cools. Pine scent remains.
Wire hums. The road sustains.
