Track Insight / Lyrics
I am the leather on the shoe
Working a rhythm, something new
Buffing the scuff from the street
Walking a beat with tired feet
Rub it down, make it glow
Autumn winds begin to blow
Polished bright, sharp and clean
The finest shine you've ever seen
Ferris wheels frozen in the gray
The ticket booths have gone away
Searching for gold in the rust
Moving through wind and orange dust
Rub it down, make it glow
Autumn winds begin to blow
Polished bright, sharp and clean
The finest shine you've ever seen
Old men know how the fare is paid
Wait for the light before it fades
A steady hand and a heavy brush
Hustle along in the morning rush
Rub it down, make it glow
Autumn winds begin to blow
Polished bright, sharp and clean
The finest shine you've ever seen
Empty carousels spin in place
Cold wind hitting a weathered face
I feel the grit of the gravel road
Carrying a heavy mental load
Slide the guitar, hit the brass
Watching the autumn seasons pass
A little wax and a little pride
Nowhere to run and nowhere to hide
The park is closed but I stay late
Standing alone by the iron gate
Checking the seams of a worn out heel
Turning the wheel of a spinning reel
Rub it down, make it glow
Autumn winds begin to blow
Polished bright, sharp and clean
The finest shine you've ever seen
Keep it shining.
Just a little more wax.
Right on the money.
