The Graveyard Shift

Idle engines hum low and deep

Breathing heavy while the city sleeps

Soon I'll be homeward bound and welcomed by the song of honking horns and birds on a telephone wire

I feel like a skeleton some days

It's colder than it looks out there in the heavy rain

The distant neon sea burns my eyes

And the vultures lick their lips in sync and harmonize

The crack of dawn feels bittersweet

Evoking late lamented dreams

Won't get to see much of the blinding sun

Twilight comes and we repeat the song

And as we keep the fires burning at midnight

I hope you won't get lost along the way

And as we keep the fires burning at midnight

I hope you won't get lost along the way