Starlight & Gasoline

Check the last truck log, crate B-14 is missing That's the main laser driver and backup router We can't start the next set without it We got forty minutes, anyone have eyes on it? Uh, my cousin at the gas station just called Said a big crate fell off a truck on County Road Nine Who's got a license and a full tank? Out past the fences, past the floodlight glow Down a dirt road only locals know They send big Beauregard to fetch that crate Lasers wait for no one, and the clock says late Felt hands steady on the steering wheel Stuffing in his chest, but the worry's real Phone at two percent, map barely alive He mutters soft, "Come on, Beau, we'll survive" The road hums low like a baseline drone No headroom left in the schedule home Every mile feels like a heartbeat skip Every turn like a kick drum hit And the road hums low, like a sub note wide Headlights blinking at four on the floor time He's racing the dawn, but staying kind Just a gentle rig tech with a crate in mind Gasoline and starlight Rushing through the night One lost link in the signal chain To bring the stage to life Gasoline and starlight Hope on every mile Beauregard is gaining staging The sunrise on their smiles The flicker of neon in the distance there Old gas sign buzzing in the midnight air One car parked, moths in flight One open door in the middle of the night Behind the counter, sipping tea A clerk looks up real sleepily "Sugar, is this your box out back? Nearly tripped on it by the snack rack" Beau lets out a laugh, all gravel and fleece "Yeah, without that crate, the show would cease" He signs the form with a felt-tip pen Loads the gear like a kick drum in again She hands him coffee "No charge, sweet pea Long nights find folks Who were meant to be" He fills the tank She locks the door Two small signals In a massive tour No spotlight shines on the midnight clerk No crowd roars thanks for quiet work But heroes live in roadside light Keeping fragile shows alive at night Some ride the faders, watch red lights glow Some drive the missing link the long way home If the lasers blaze and the drop hits right There's gas and caffeine in that light Gasoline and starlight Racing through the dark Two small kindnesses collide To reignite the spark Gasoline and starlight Guiding every mile A crate, a cup, a helping hand It all becomes worthwhile Gasoline and starlight The show will shine tonight He drives back smiling, crate strapped tight Main stage glowing in the distant night No one will know what she did for the show But Beauregard waves at the neon glow Out where the freeway meets the sky The stars keep blinking in time With the LFO of the night