An orange neon sign lights up the interstate
A silver moon asleep, never to wake
Stripping the stars, the stars from space
Don't let such beauty go to waste
In pain, purgatory is paradise
Neon street lights, late summer nights
Thinking deeper than your little heart can take
Jump into the stars on the surface of the lake
The warm feeling of frost bite
Grab my hand, pull me into the next life
Leaving work way after dark
On a lonely bright December night
The tin roof of the old green truck
The snow is static in a channel stuck
The snow is static in a signal lost
She's wide eyed and she's moonstruck