Track Insight / Lyrics
Through the night, he rides alone
Headlights on the darkening bone
Neon signs flicker, abandoned store
Gasoline drums, the highway's roar
Cabin's warmth, a lonesome nest
Porch swing creaks, rocking rest
Telephone poles carve the starry maze
Fuel-stained boots, his weary gaze
And in the915 miles to roam
He's found a sanctum from the concrete home
Whispers of the open road, echoing through his soul
Guiding him, mile after mile, to places yet unknown
Pine forest's sentinels stand tall
Guarding secrets of a bygone call
The highway's heartbeat, he can't resist
Toward the horizon, he insists
A solitary freight train's pass
Thunder's growl, then the silence that surpass
He shifts in his seat, a smile creeps wide
For the comfort of the open, endless drive
And in the 915 miles to roam
He's found a sanctum from the concrete home
Whispers of the open road, echoing through his soul
Guiding him, mile after mile, to places yet unknown
A dream of freedom, wild and free
In the wide expanse of open country
He'll ride until the wheels go gray
And his spirit is worn away
And in the 915 miles to roam
He's found a sanctum from the concrete home
Whispers of the open road, echoing through his soul
Guiding him, mile after mile, to places yet unknown
And in the 915 miles to roam
He'll find his heart both far and home.
The end.
