Three AM in a vinyl seat
Rain is drumming a steady beat
Coffee steaming in a plastic cup
Wait for the morning sun to wake up
Wooden heart in a roadside booth
Screaming out a long forgotten truth
Tangled strings and a golden glow
Where the lonely midnight travelers go
Left behind by a ghost in a coat
Like a message in a bottle afloat
Varnish peeling on a curved dark shell
Stories that only the road knows well
Wooden heart in a roadside booth
Screaming out a long forgotten truth
Tangled strings and a golden glow
Where the lonely midnight travelers go
I've driven miles through the mud and the grit
Seen the sparks where the lightning hit
But this instrument is a different kind
The kind of treasure a drifter would find
Wooden heart in a roadside booth
Screaming out a long forgotten truth
Tangled strings and a golden glow
Where the lonely midnight travelers go
Check the mirror and shift into gear
The sound of the city is drawing near
But I'll keep the memory of that old song
Where the broken and the weary belong
Put the meter on a steady run
Counting minutes till the night is done
Just a violin in a greasy spoon
Howling loud at a paper moon
Wooden heart in a roadside booth
Screaming out a long forgotten truth
Tangled strings and a golden glow
Where the lonely midnight travelers go
Just a fare for the road
Keep it moving, keep it slow
