Track Insight / Lyrics
You park the truck where plows don't reach
Apple branches heavy, bowed to ground
The booth light flickers, sodium weak
Thermos steam writes ghosts on window round
Quarter in the frost, you count them slow
Headlights paint the orchard rows in gold
The river hums beneath the bridge you know
Another shift ends quiet in the cold
Coins stack in trays like wooden teeth
Receipt printer chokes on frozen ink
Each driver's rhythm, you know beneath
The way they brake, the way they think
Quarter in the frost, you count them slow
Headlights paint the orchard rows in gold
The river hums beneath the bridge you know
Another shift ends quiet in the cold
Snow piles high on folded wing mirrors
Wipers frozen stiff to windshield glass
You've memorized the sound of sticking gears
The hiss of tires on icy pass
No radio tonight, just engine ticks
Distant glow blooms indistinct
You pull your collar tight to fight the bricks
Of wind that slips through every bolted link
The last truck rumbles, shakes the booth frame
Driver waves a gloved hand through the dark
You hit the button, raise the gate the same
Routine holds the chaos back, a spark
Quarter in the frost, you count them slow
Headlights paint the orchard rows in gold
The river hums beneath the bridge you know
Another shift ends quiet in the cold
Booth heater clicks its final breath
Logbook closed, the numbers balance true
You walk the orchard path toward rest
Porch light swings steady, waiting for you
Quarter in the frost, you count them slow
Headlights paint the orchard rows in gold
The river hums beneath the bridge you know
Another shift ends quiet in the cold
Quarter in the frost, the night takes hold
Footprints fade in fresh snowfall
Engine starts, you drive away
