Track Insight / Lyrics
Cold steel rails in a grey haze.
Iron ghosts in a metal maze.
Sooty wind on a frozen track.
Bringing all of the memories back.
Spin the needle, find the way.
Turning night into a day.
Silver dial in a shaking hand.
Leading home to a promised land.
Rusted bolts on a sleeper beam.
Heavy oil on a steady stream.
Copper wires in a tangled knot.
Searching for the only spot.
Spin the needle, find the way.
Turning night into a day.
Silver dial in a shaking hand.
Leading home to a promised land.
Coal smoke clings to a woolen coat.
Salty air from a distant boat.
Heavy boots on the gravel ground.
Where the missing keys were found.
Break the glass, let the magnet swing.
Hear the heavy iron bells ring.
Lift the fog from the valley floor.
Open wide the station door.
Broken glass on a platform ledge.
Walking slow on a narrow edge.
Brass and glass in a pocket deep.
Promises that we meant to keep.
Spin the needle, find the way.
Turning night into a day.
Silver dial in a shaking hand.
Leading home to a promised land.
Steam is rising from the engine grate.
Hurry now before it is too late.
Watch the needle lock onto the true.
Bringing me right back home to you.
Spin the needle, find the way.
Turning night into a day.
Silver dial in a shaking hand.
Leading home to a promised land.
Silver North, hold the line.
Silver North, hold the line.
