Track Insight / Lyrics
I drive a route that has no end
Around a sharp and jagged bend
The meter ticks a heavy beat
While iron boots tread on the street
Climb the spire, feel the heat
Walk the line on broken feet
One more card to play the game
Nothing here remains the same
A rusted coin, a silver key
The spire holds the only plea
I see the monsters in the haze
Lost inside a stone-cold maze
The weather turns a sickly grey
I haul the heavy loads all day
Old proverbs say the climb is steep
While all the weary spirits sleep
Climb the spire, feel the heat
Walk the line on broken feet
One more card to play the game
Nothing here remains the same
The gear is worn, the oil is dry
A lonely tower hits the sky
I hold the wheel with shaking hands
Across these dead and ruined lands
I take a fare to the peak
The metal frame is thin and weak
The boss is waiting at the door
I've seen this bloody dance before
Climb the spire, feel the heat
Walk the line on broken feet
One more card to play the game
Nothing here remains the same
Just a driver in the rain. Take the ride.
Feel the pain.
