Dust Highway

[Intro] (Blues slide guitar wails slowly, dusty tremolo guitar pulses, muted plucks echo. Low bass hums beneath sparse, tense wood taps and rimshots. Industrial reverb hangs heavy.) [Verse 1] Sun bleached the paint right off the signs Out here, the heat makes the truth unwind Slide guitar cries like a rusty hinge On a door leadin' somewhere you don't wanna go Tremolo shivers, a nervous twitch Watchin' the vultures circle low One note hums deep in the engine block A warning pulse beneath the rock Scrapes echo off the canyon wall Tellin' you nothin', tellin' you all [Chorus] Some streets never sleep Just hum that low, dark b**t Some ghosts never leave Whisperin' secrets you can't believe Just dust on the highway And the hum [Verse 2] That flicker in the rearview glass Is it headlights or the past? Muted pluck cuts sharp and dry Like a lie caught in the throat The bass just drones, asks you why You ever trusted that last note Scrap metal sings in the desert wind A story 'bout a place you shouldn't have been Rimshot cracks like a distant shot Fadin' out... or maybe not [Chorus] Some streets never sleep Just hum that low, dark b**t Some ghosts never leave Whisperin' secrets you can't believe Just dust on the highway And the hum [Bridge] The tremolo shakes... like a bad connection The slide moans... lost direction That one note... holds it all down While the scrapes... circle 'round Empty space... builds the dread Silence screamin' inside your head [Chorus] Some streets never sleep Just hum that low, dark b**t Some ghosts never leave Whisperin' secrets you can't believe Just dust on the highway And the hum [Outro] (Whispered vocals fade, leaving only the tremolo pulse, the deep bass hum, sparse rimshots, and the lingering industrial reverb and vinyl hiss. Everything slowly dissolves into desert wind and a final, distant slide guitar sigh.)