Track Insight / Lyrics
You pull the cab where the screen went dark
Weeds eat the speaker, leave their mark
Two gloves sit quiet on faded paint
No driver claims them, no complaint
Rain writes its script on the windshield glass
Wipers push memory, let it pass
Meter keeps ticking, fare unpaid
Some journeys end where the plans were made
Cold leather waits where the projector died
No hands to warm, no place to hide
Stitching holds tight through the frost and salt
Some things outlast the driver's fault
Cold leather, cold leather
You drove the couples to this same row
Fogged windows hiding what they'd know
Now the lot belongs to wind and rust
Gloves keep the shape of a grip and trust
Rain writes its script on the windshield glass
Wipers push memory, let it pass
Meter keeps ticking, fare unpaid
Some journeys end where the plans were made
Cold leather waits where the projector died
No hands to warm, no place to hide
Stitching holds tight through the frost and salt
Some things outlast the driver's fault
Cold leather, cold leather
Passenger seat holds a thermos cup
Coffee gone bitter, given up
You learned the routes that the maps don't show
Where the lost things go, the lost things go
Steering wheel wears the same grooves deep
Promises made that the night won't keep
Radio static, no signal found
Wheels turn slow on the frozen ground
Cold leather waits where the projector died
No hands to warm, no place to hide
Stitching holds tight through the frost and salt
Some things outlast the driver's fault
Cold leather, cold leather
Dawn breaks gray on the ticket booth
Gloves still waiting, telling truth
You shift to drive, leave them where they lay
Another fare, another day
Cold leather waits where the projector died
No hands to warm, no place to hide
Stitching holds tight through the frost and salt
Some things outlast the driver's fault
Cold leather, cold leather
Cold leather stays
Meter clicks off, the shift is done
Leather keeps warm for no one
