Track Insight / Lyrics
Quercus alba boards hold trucker weight
Seasoned slow in kiln and summer heat
Booth vinyl cracked where weary drivers rest
Formica scars like rings inside my chest
I rock slow, metronome for tired souls
Neon honey drips on gravel roads
Quercus rubra heart keeps steady time
Guarding booth three till morning breaks the line
Taraxacum pushes through the cracks
Roots drink deep the nitrogen and salt
Coffee steam rises, morning fog in glass
Dew forms heavy on the chrome and brass
My joints sing lignin, cellulose hymns
Each creak a verse in growth-ring rhythm rhymes
Booth springs sigh like xylem under strain
Absorbing stories, sorrow, joy, and rain
I rock slow, metronome for tired souls
Neon honey drips on gravel roads
Quercus rubra heart keeps steady time
Guarding booth three till morning breaks the line
Photosynthesis paused in sodium light
Chlorophyll dormant in the kitchen's glow
But cellulose remembers sun and height
And rocks on, waiting for the dawn to show
First photon strikes the windshield of a rig
Diesel coughs, the parking lot exhales
My rocking slows, the night shift ends its gig
Booth vinyl cools, the morning dew prevails
I rock slow, metronome for tired souls
Neon honey drips on gravel roads
Quercus rubra heart keeps steady time
Guarding booth three till morning breaks the line
Creak fades slow, Quercus stands its ground
Rooted in the gravel, silent, bound
