He stands inside a wooden booth
Searching for a hidden truth
Mist is thick and river gray
Blocking out the light of day
Metal clinks inside a tray
Waiting for the cars to stray
Cold wind hits the rusted gate
He is here to make them wait
Pay the toll to cross the stream
Wake up from a heavy dream
Silver coin and iron key
Set the lonely traveler free
Old boots tread on salted stone
Guarding all the bridge alone
He sees a face behind the glass
Watching every driver pass
Metal clinks inside a tray
Waiting for the cars to stray
Cold wind hits the rusted gate
He is here to make them wait
Pay the toll to cross the stream
Wake up from a heavy dream
Silver coin and iron key
Set the lonely traveler free
Two strangers lock a steady gaze
Lost inside the morning haze
No one speaks a single word
Only engine hum is heard
Pay the toll to cross the stream
Wake up from a heavy dream
Silver coin and iron key
Set the lonely traveler free
Hand to hand a nickel slides
Where the river current hides
One small nod and then a smile
Staying for a little while
Pay the toll to cross the stream
Wake up from a heavy dream
Silver coin and iron key
Set the lonely traveler free
Now the traffic starts to flow
Watching all the taillights go
He returns to coffee black
Knowing that they won't come back
Pay the toll to cross the stream
Wake up from a heavy dream
Silver coin and iron key
Set the lonely traveler free
Keep the change now Cross the line
Just fine
Cross the line
