Fog rolls in off Charles River
Old bricks glow with amber light
Silver needle starts to shiver
Autumn wind bites through the night
Hit the gas don't look back
Pedal down heart attack
Fast riff tears the sky apart
Silver compass beats the heart
Silver compass rests on cold brick
Listens deep to footsteps quick
Hears the rhythm of each sole
Stories carved in worn-out coal
Needle spins but finds no north
Only feels the city's hearth
Pulse of history in the stone
Guides the lost toward the unknown
Silver compass listens hears the town
Every footfall writes a sound
Autumn leaves fall bricks stay true
Compass points to me and you
Lighthouse keeper watches from the shore
Sees the needle tremble wanting more
Salt air mixes with the falling rain
Compass sings a quiet refrain
Needle spins but finds no north
Only feels the city's hearth
Pulse of history in the stone
Guides the lost toward the unknown
Silver compass listens hears the town
Every footfall writes a sound
Autumn leaves fall bricks stay true
Compass points to me and you
Storm clouds gather wind turns cold
Brick path glitters story told
Compass steadies finds its place
Home is here in this embrace
Woah-oh hear the brick song
Woah-oh compass beats strong
Woah-oh autumn leaves dance
Woah-oh give it a chance
Silver compass listens hears the town
Every footfall writes a sound
Autumn leaves fall bricks stay true
Compass points to me and you
Silver compass rests at last
Brick memories hold it fast
Autumn fades to winter white
Light keeps burning through the night
