Grease stains on my blue sleeve
Midnight orders half believed
Eggs crack slow on seasoned steel
Regulars know how they feel
Rusty spout seeks neon glow
Through the lot where shadows grow
Water finds thirsty ground
Silent grace without sound
Metal joints complain in cold
Stories etched in rust and mold
Spout remembers every bloom
Balcony and window room
Rusty spout seeks neon glow
Through the lot where shadows grow
Water finds thirsty ground
Silent grace without sound
Fryer pops a lullaby
Neon flickers gonna die
Order up at table three
Same as it will ever be
Rusty spout seeks neon glow
Through the lot where shadows grow
Water finds thirsty ground
Silent grace without sound
Tires hiss on wet asphalt
Dreams leak out where engines stopped
Plastic flowers in a row
Thirsty roots don't care to know
Rain washed clean the oil stains
Morning breaks the night's long chains
Two old souls in quiet sync
