I sit by the oil-stained concrete
Watching the black asphalt heat
My handle is flaked and red
Old garden dreams long since dead
The headlights cut through the gray
The long haul drivers stray
They stop for a coffee brew
And a room with a faded view
I am the rusty iron ear
Listening to everything here
The hum of the midnight ride
The secrets the strangers hide
A girl with a lens in her hand
Walks through this gravel and sand
She snaps a shot of the glare
With a wild and runaway stare
The headlights cut through the gray
The long haul drivers stray
They stop for a coffee brew
And a room with a faded view
I am the rusty iron ear
Listening to everything here
The hum of the midnight ride
The secrets the strangers hide
She leans on my oxidized rim
While the parking lot lights grow dim
She tells me she's far from her town
Where the heavy curtains go down
Copper wires and buzzing glass
Watching the chrome engines pass
No one knows where the road will bend
Or where the lonely stories end
I am the rusty iron ear
Listening to everything here
The hum of the midnight ride
The secrets the strangers hide
She fills me with water and grit
The old metal frame starts to fit
She smiles at the dirt on my face
In this strange and forgotten place
I am the rusty iron ear
Listening to everything here
The hum of the midnight ride
The secrets the strangers hide
Just a can in the parking lot
In this lonely little spot
Listening to the ride
Listening to the ride
