Track Insight / Lyrics
Cobblestones bite my ceramic skin
Steam rises thin where I begin
Winter wind sings through iron grates
I roll along, I navigate
Chipped rim holds the morning's heat
Cobblestone cold beneath my feet
Taxi lights cut the frosted air
I search for someone waiting there
My handle worn by thousand grips
Fingerprints etched on porcelain lips
Fare drops clink in metal box
I know the streets, I know the clocks
Chipped rim holds the morning's heat
Cobblestone cold beneath my feet
Taxi lights cut the frosted air
I search for someone waiting there
Snow piles high on parked car roofs
I count the miles, I count the proofs
A scarf of vapor, white and gray
Keeps the bitter dark at bay
Chipped rim holds the morning's heat
Cobblestone cold beneath my feet
Taxi lights cut the frosted air
I search for someone waiting there
Alley turns, a dead end looms
Darkness stretches across the rooms
But headlights sweep the narrow wall
I hear the dispatch, I hear the call
No meter running, no fare to pay
Just ceramic soul in disarray
Yet warmth remains in clay and glaze
Through longest nights, through frozen days
Dawn paints pink on chimney pots
Engine coughs, the tire dots
I rest my base on wooden shelf
A driver's mug, I serve myself
Chipped rim holds the morning's heat
Cobblestone cold beneath my feet
Taxi lights cut the frosted air
I search for someone waiting there
Chipped rim holds the morning's heat
Cobblestone cold beneath my feet
Steam fades slow on cobblestone
Another night, another dawn
