Track Insight / Lyrics
Dust motes dance in the diner light,
Coffee steamin' through the lonely night.
Outside the window, a frosted pane,
Ontario mountains callin' your name.
You watch the highway, slick with ice,
Another trucker rollin' payin' the price.
Headlights cuttin' through the wind and snow,
Places you ain't goin', places you don't know.
Snowline shiftin' on the distant peak,
Whispers a story words can't speak.
Heart's a compass, lost and true,
Pointin' towards a memory of you.
Chrome reflections in the greasy spoon,
Lost souls linger 'til the risin' moon.
Old man Murphy nursin' a lukewarm brew,
Says he sees your face in the morning dew.
Snowline shiftin' on the distant peak,
Whispers a story words can't speak.
Heart's a compass, lost and true,
Pointin' towards a memory of you.
Blue plate special, eggs and rye,
Another sunrise paintin' the cold sky.
That chipped Formica, worn and grey,
Holds a million stories slipped away.
Snowline shiftin' on the distant peak,
Whispers a story words can't speak.
Heart's a compass, lost and true,
Pointin' towards a memory of you.
Years have faded, like a photograph,
But the scent of pine still cuts a path.
Back to that cabin, a fire's glow,
Where winter's secrets softly grow.
Steam on the glass, a blurry view,
Of promises broken and dreams untrue.
This old diner knows your weary soul,
Seen every story take its toll.
Snowline shiftin' on the distant peak,
Whispers a story words can't speak.
Heart's a compass, lost and true,
Pointin' towards a memory of you.
Empty coffee cup, a silent plea,
For one more moment, just you and me.
The snow keeps fallin', soft and slow,
Washin' away the things we used to know.
Snowline shiftin' on the distant peak,
Whispers a story words can't speak!
Heart's a compass, lost and true,
Pointin' always, always back to you!
Just the snow, and the mountains high,
And a lonely diner passin' by.
Snowline shiftin', shiftin' on… Gone.
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