Salt crust coats my brass face
Guided ships through stormy space
Now I sit on cracked concrete
Watch the trucks haul heavy freight
North still pulls but wheels don't turn
Lessons etched in rust they burn
Courier sleeps with boots still laced
Dawn will break the night's embrace
True north waits where tires spin
Neon paints the town in tin
Compass points to roads unseen
Morning breaks where night has been
Kept the fleet from rocky teeth
Steady hand on rolling deep
Gas pump flickers sick and pale
Gloom extends on asphalt veil
North still pulls but wheels don't turn
Lessons etched in rust they burn
Courier wakes with coffee steam
Dreams dissolve in morning beam
True north waits where tires spin
Neon paints the town in tin
Compass points to roads unseen
Morning breaks where night has been
Storm glass clouded years ago
Light kept burning down below
Now the needle shakes and drifts
Caught in crossroads shifting gifts
True north waits where tires spin
Neon paints the town in tin
Compass points to roads unseen
Morning breaks where night has been
Maps don't show this glowing stop
Where the weary drivers drop
I've known oceans, capes, and sound
Now just dirt and oil around
True north waits where tires spin
Neon paints the town in tin
Compass points to roads unseen
Morning breaks where night has been
Battered case and faded dial
Still I measure every mile
Courier grips the wheel once more
Engine coughs and starts to roar
True north waits where tires spin
Neon paints the town in tin