Track Insight / Lyrics
Rusty plate and a dented shield
Coming from a bloodied field
He takes a seat by the vending machine
The strangest sight that I've ever seen
Coffee in a paper cup
Waiting for the sun to wake up
His heavy armor starts to slide
Nowhere left for a king to hide
Steel on concrete, humming low
Nowhere left for the knight to go
Broadsword resting on the dirty floor
He doesn't want to fight the war
Plate mail clinking in the midnight air
Staring at the tiles with a vacant stare
He orders toast with a side of grease
Just a broken man looking for some peace
Coffee in a paper cup
Waiting for the sun to wake up
His heavy armor starts to slide
Nowhere left for a king to hide
Steel on concrete, humming low
Nowhere left for the knight to go
Broadsword resting on the dirty floor
He doesn't want to fight the war
Last train left about an hour ago
Watching all the tunnel currents flow
He polishes a scratch on a silver glove
Searching for a thing that he used to love
He's just a regular at three AM
A fallen star, a broken gem
The grill is hot and the coffee is black
There is no way for him to go back
Steel on concrete, humming low
Nowhere left for the knight to go
Broadsword resting on the dirty floor
He doesn't want to fight the war
He leaves a tip and he stands up tall
Leaning his back against the subway wall
The metal sings a heavy, humming tune
Underneath the glow of a city moon
Steel on concrete, humming low
Nowhere left for the knight to go
Broadsword resting on the dirty floor
He doesn't want to fight the war
Steel on concrete.
Keep the coffee hot.
Just another regular.
Humming low.
