Last Light at the Diner

Two a.m.

at the highway bend

Lonesome booth

where the road should end

I sat down

with a heavy mind

Ready to leave it all

behind

She walked over with a

silver pot

Didn't ask

if I

wanted hot

Just slid right into the vinyl seat

Said "Son, I've walked

these very streets" (mmmmm)

And she told me 'bout her hardest night

Before the dark gave way to light

How the world can break a fragile soul

But the morning sun

can make you whole

We watched the neon

turn to gray

As the night

surrendered to the day

No magic words, no grand design

Just a stranger's hand

holding mine

I walked out to the morning air

The gravel road was still just there

But deep inside, the shadows cleared (ooh-ooh)