Track Insight / Lyrics
Coffee black in chipped enamel
Orders called at three a.m.
Grill sings grease a sweet refrain
Night shift runs on smoke and grain
Snow drifts high on twisted wire
Guard leans heavy, slow and tired
Iron bites through wool and skin
Cold seeps deep where rust begins
Rust on the fence, rust on the soul
Orchard sleeps beneath the cold
He stands watch where apples grew
Winter steals the brightest blue
Rust on the fence, rust on the soul
Radio spits static thin
Boots frozen to the metal bin
Breath clouds out in jagged puffs
Fingers stiff in leather cuffs
Moon climbs sharp through skeletal limbs
Shadows stretch on hardened rims
Every hour a nail driven deep
Promises the spring won't keep
Rust on the fence, rust on the soul
Orchard sleeps beneath the cold
He stands watch where apples grew
Winter steals the brightest blue
Rust on the fence, rust on the soul
Diner door swings, bell rings sharp
Truckers laugh and share the dark
Pie sliced warm on checkered cloth
Brief reprieve from graveyard shift
But out there where the rows run long
He sings a quiet, broken song
No pie, no coffee, no relief
Just iron, ice, and frozen grief
Rust on the fence, rust on the soul
Orchard sleeps beneath the cold
He stands watch where apples grew
Winter steals the brightest blue
Rust on the fence, rust on the soul
Dawn bleeds pale through heavy clouds
Guard walks slow, head bowed, proud
Keys clink heavy in his palm
Another night, another calm
Rust on the fence, rust on the soul
Orchard sleeps beneath the cold
He stands watch where apples grew
Winter steals the brightest blue
Rust on the fence, rust on the soul
Rust on the fence, rust on the soul
Fiddle fades on frozen wire
Morning feeds the dying fire
