Track Insight / Lyrics
Cabbies know the graveyard shift
Leaves skitter cross the dashboard rift
Gate hangs crooked, hinges cold
Stories that the night has told
Blood-orange moon hangs over iron gate
Dry leaves mutter wheels of fate
Meter's running, midnight fare
Halloween rides the night air
Passenger in vintage black
No reflection, forward back
Pays in coins from eighteen ninety
Smells of earth and candle wax
Blood-orange moon hangs over iron gate
Dry leaves mutter wheels of fate
Meter's running, midnight fare
Halloween rides the night air
Radio plays static hymns
Wiper blades chase phantom limbs
Turn the corner, cemetery
Where the dead get temporary
Blood-orange moon hangs over iron gate
Dry leaves mutter wheels of fate
Meter's running, midnight fare
Halloween rides the night air
Trunk pops open, no one there
Just the chill of autumn air
Meter clicks a skeletal beat
Cobwebs on the driver's seat
Seen the witches, seen the ghouls
Driven past the broken rules
But tonight the veil is thin
Let the meter spin and spin
Dawn breaks pale on pumpkin rind
Fare is paid in peace of mind
Iron gate swings shut once more
Till next year's Halloween tour
Blood-orange moon hangs over iron gate
Dry leaves mutter wheels of fate
Meter's running, midnight fare
Halloween owns the night air
Vinyl crackle fades to black
Meter sleeps till Hallows back
