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Cover of Rain on the Windshield Till Morning

Track 10 of the album State Line Hymnal · 2021

Rain on the Windshield Till Morning

by The Lantern Hounds

“Two hundred miles of wet black road with a heater that hardly works. The hope in this one sneaks up on you.”

folk rock · melancholy folk rock · driving jangle · 4:08

Lyrics

Two hundred miles of wet black road
And the heater's barely warm
The wipers keep a heartbeat
Through the gathering storm
The drummer's fast asleep
The bassist's staring out
Nobody's saying anything
But we're all working through our doubt

Keep the wheels turning, keep the lights on
Rain on the windshield till morning
Keep the wheels turning, we won't be long
Dawn is coming, there's no warning
We're a little bit tired and a little bit worn
But the road's got a song to sing
So keep your eyes on the white line, boys
And we'll find what the morning brings

There's a truck stop up ahead
With a sign that's flickering blue
Coffee in a paper cup
Tastes like heaven when it's true
A waitress with a kind face
Says you boys look half drowned
We laugh and we say thank you
And we pass the sugar round

Keep the wheels turning, keep the lights on
Rain on the windshield till morning
Keep the wheels turning, we won't be long
Dawn is coming, there's no warning
We're a little bit tired and a little bit worn
But the road's got a song to sing
So keep your eyes on the white line, boys
And we'll find what the morning brings

Somewhere past the county line
The clouds begin to break
A strip of gold along the hills
For goodness' sake, for goodness' sake

The harmonica comes out
Just a whisper at the start
Then the whole van's singing
From the bottom of its heart
The rain turns into mist
And the mist turns into light
And we've made it through another one
Another endless night

Keep the wheels turning, keep the lights on
Rain on the windshield till morning
Keep the wheels turning, we won't be long
Dawn is coming, there's no warning
We're a little bit tired and a little bit worn
But the road's got a song to sing
So keep your eyes on the white line, boys
And we'll find what the morning brings

And we'll find what the morning brings