Station on the Way Home

[Intro]
[Verse]
Gravel crunching under the tire
Sun is a low and orange fire
Sign says founded in seventy-two
Still painted in a faded blue
I pull the handle and step inside
Nowhere left for the heart to hide
[Chorus]
Popcorn air and the scent of pine
Walking back through a line of time
Quiet magic in a dusty glow
Where the weary heart can always go
It’s the gold in the small things
And the peace that a memory brings
[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, the light stays on
Until the dark is gone
Small town gold
Never getting old
[Verse]
Bulletin board by the sliding door
News from the local hardware store
Handwritten notes for a lost stray cat
I’m looking at the man in the trucker hat
He’s counting change with a steady hand
The oldest soul in this hollow land
[Pre-Chorus]
He’s the one who taught me to cast
Holding on to a golden past
Wrinkled eyes and a knowing grin
Watching the new world coming in
[Chorus]
Popcorn air and the scent of pine
Walking back through a line of time
Quiet magic in a dusty glow
Where the weary heart can always go
It’s the gold in the small things
And the peace that a memory brings
[Bridge]
The highway hums a lonesome song
But here is where I truly belong
Upright bass and a floorboard creak
Finding the comfort that I seek
No more rushing to the next town
This is where I put the anchor down
[Verse]
“How’s the river?” I asked him low
He smiled like he didn't let go
“The trout are big as they used to be
Just waiting on a boy like you,” said he
I paid my tab and I felt the grace
Of finding my own familiar place
[Chorus]
Popcorn air and the scent of pine
Walking back through a line of time
Quiet magic in a dusty glow
Where the weary heart can always go
It’s the gold in the small things
And the peace that a memory brings
[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, the light stays on
Until the dark is gone
Small town gold
Never getting old
[Outro]