Silent Dial

(hmmmm) Left the denim

behind on the seat

Holding the rail

in the midday heat

Pretending it's casual,

a silent display

While the blacktop shimmers and fades away

And the phone screen glows on the dusty dashboard Silent vibration that

we both ignored We're pushing the engine,

we're testing the line (yeah)

We ride the heat-shimmer highway down

Leave the ghosts in the silent town

Petty confidence, no looking back

We roar ahead

on a broken track!

Iron and chrome in the desert breeze Cool petty swagger down on

our knees The silent screen

is the only spark

But we'll outrun it before the dark

Go! (hah)

Just

a shadow on the

rail (ahhhh)