Keystone Load

[Verse 1]
The Iron City bottle leaves a ring on the pine.
He traces the condensation with a thumbnail, draws a line.
She's laughing at a story that he's told a hundred times,
Her hair catches the Exit sign, a halo of red lines.

[Pre-Chorus]
And the jukebox is dying, playing some forgotten track.
There's a beautiful collapse and there is no turning back.

[Chorus]
And I feel the Keystone Load tonight,
The tensile strength of holding on so tight.
This whole damn room is humming like a wire,
Braced against the fire.

[Verse 2]
The specials board is chalk-smudged from a thousand rainy nights.
She steals a tater tot right off his plate and he pretends to fight.
They're drawing up a future under busted neon lights,
A blueprint for a bridge between two terrifying heights.

[Pre-Chorus]
And the air is thick with bleach and ghosts you can't see on a chart.
It's the perfect way to finish, it's the hardest place to start.

[Chorus]
And I feel the Keystone Load tonight,
The tensile strength of holding on so tight.
This whole damn room is humming like a wire,
Braced against the fire.

[Bridge]
The whole bar shakes, a Norfolk Southern freight train rumbles past.
He leans in close and tells her, "Let's just make this feeling last."
(SHOUTED, PUNK BURST)
LAST!
LAST!

[Chorus]
Yeah, I feel the Keystone Load tonight,
The tensile strength of holding on so tight.
This whole damn room is humming like a wire,
Braced against the fire.

[Outro]
(Gang Vocals, chanting, fading out with train sounds)
Braced against the fire.
Humming like a wire.