The story
He keeps riding, but the road is running out.
He stares down the tracks and the last lights ahead, knowing this stretch has nowhere left to bend. Every mile has worn something thin, and the silence in the cab says the choice is already made. He can keep the engine idling, but the line is waiting to stop him.
No lyric sheet is published for this track, so this reading is drawn from its title and the sound of the record.
Lyrics
The lyric sheet for this one isn't published yet — press play and listen along.