Iron skin and rusted red
Where the heavy freight is led
Sinking low in sandy loam
Found a place to call a home
Roots are digging through the floor
I don't want to roam no more
Wait for morning to arrive
Feel the green begin to thrive
Sleeper cars and wild vine
Cross the rusted border line
Under screens of faded gray
Where the summer used to stay
Tarweed grows in crooked lines
Climbing up the metal spines
Oxydis in gold and brown
Watching as the sun goes down
Roots are digging through the floor
I don't want to roam no more
Wait for morning to arrive
Feel the green begin to thrive
Sleeper cars and wild vine
Cross the rusted border line
Under screens of faded gray
Where the summer used to stay
Latin names for every weed
Sown from some forgotten seed
Patient as the soil can be
Waiting for the wind to flee
Concrete cracks and asphalt breaks
Watching how the valley shakes
Cold iron meets a tender leaf
Bringing all the winter grief
Sleeper cars and wild vine
Cross the rusted border line
Under screens of faded gray
Where the summer used to stay
Drive-in towers lean and tall
Waiting for the screen to fall
Salty air and diesel smell
Keeping all the secrets well
Sleeper cars and wild vine
Cross the rusted border line
Under screens of faded gray
Where the summer used to stay
Steel and stem, hold me tight
Sinking deep into the night
