The stories behind Nevada - Desert Neon

• Desert Neon: Nevada's Song for the After-Hours Equipment Fix — Nevada - Desert Neon follows a biomedical technician chasing a ventilator fault through the desert at night.

Lyrics

Nevada Dust The page cuts through a half

-slip thought Room forces, the monitor's gone hot I pull

into the clinic, badge in hand

With the whole dark desert behind the van

Nevada, keep the red lights burning

Long black highway, every wheel still turning

There's a life on the line and a fault to find

Blue screen blanking in the midnight shine I'm a biomedical

technician in the after hours rain

Chasing one bad signal through a silver desert plain

Nevada, When the morning starts to rise I'll have that machine

reading steady under western sky

The ventilator's alarm has a crooked tone

A loose cable hiding where there the panels meet

Chromatrace the power rail

Check the sensor twice

Read the service log under fluorescent white

A warm relay clicks like a tiny train I swipe the

part and run the test again

The waveform settles green across the screen

A small bright answer in a room gone clean

Nevada, keep the red lights burning

Long black highway, every wheel still turning

There's a life on the line and a fault to find

Blue screen blinking blanking in the midnight shine I'm a biomedical

technician in the after hours rain

Chasing one bad signal through a silver desert plain

Nevada,

when the morning starts to rise I'll have that machine reading steady

under western sky

Outside the desert holds its breath

Inside the numbers step back from the edge I sign my

name then show to the case

Dawn puts copper on the canyon face

Nevada, keep the red lights burnin'

Long black highway, every wheel still turnin'

There's a life on the line and a fault to find

Now the green light's steady in the midnight shine I'm a biomedical

technician rollin' out before the sun

Another quiet problem solve, another night run done

Nevada, where the headlights cut and wide

The open road keeps humming on the passenger side

Nevada dust,

sunrise on the blast

One more mile marker, fading past