Last Lighter Blues

(mmm-hmmm) Flick of a plastic wheel

in a concrete hall

One lonely truck parked up against the wall

Borrowed light to see the smoke rise clean

Cold damp air where the headlights had been

I dial the digits

that used to be mine

Someone else is holding that line

Rewriting the drafts until the words run cold

A brand new story

that’ll never be told

And the interstate is humming a dynamic song

For everyone who's ever

stayed too long

Oh, we’re burning daylight on a concrete floor

Staring at the lock

on a closed-up door

Lost in the static of a midnight station

A little bit of hope and a lot of hesitation

Just static on the line

(static on the line) Yeah,

we're doing just fine

One car left in the dark... (mmm-hmmm)