worn steadiness

Four o'clock coffee going cold on the dash

Two-lane blacktop and a fresh coat of ash

Radio hummin' through the static and grease

Just another sunrise trying to look like peace

You learn what to carry,

you learn what to leave

Between the siren and the breath you can't breathe

Still we roll, still we hold the weight

Pulling each other through the county gate (yeah,

hold the line)

When the red flashing fades into gray

We keep the morning alive anyway

Stretcher wheels rattle on the gravel and shale

Nobody talks much when the coffee goes pale

Seen too many front porches soaked in the rain

Learning to nod back and swallow the pain

You wash off the salt and you tuck in your pride

Ready for whoever calls on the wire

Still we roll, still we hold the weight

Pulling each other through the county gate (pull it on through) When

the red flashing fades into gray

We keep the morning alive anyway

Alive anyway... (just hold steady) Alive anyway