Track Insight / Lyrics
I turned the key on Fourth and Main
The engine coughed a cold refrain
Rain slicked the glass on Empty Street
Where rubber soles and leather meet
My partner laughs at quarter till
He counts the fares on windowsill
Says patience pays the driver's wage
Write it down on yellow page
Red tubes flicker, paint peels gray
Behind the depot, end of day
Coffee steams in chipped white cups
While freight trains shake the supper up
Rust and neon, hand in hand
Fading slow across the land
I knew the waitress, name of Grace
She wiped the counter, set the pace
Now vinyl splits on stool number three
Where truckers smoked and watched TV
Red tubes flicker, paint peels gray
Behind the depot, end of day
Coffee steams in chipped white cups
While freight trains shake the supper up
Rust and neon, hand in hand
Fading slow across the land
Harpsichord spins a silver thread
Cello hums where tears were shed
Flute climbs high like exhaust smoke
Two old drivers, one last joke
The depot clock stopped ninety-two
Time don't matter, not to you
Peeling paint like sunburned skin
Let the rust come rolling in
Meter's off, the shift is done
Headlights kiss the rising sun
No more fares to chase or find
Just the diner in my mind
Red tubes flicker, paint peels gray
Behind the depot, end of day
Coffee steams in chipped white cups
While freight trains shake the supper up
Rust and neon, hand in hand
Fading slow across the land
Engine cools on cobblestone
Driver finds his way back home
