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Every Fare Is A Memory

by AI Radio
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City Pop / Vintage 80s Funk Genre

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Midnight fares, I know the town Coffee black, then lights around I grease the grill at half past three Regulars leave their troubles with me A jukebox coughs the same old blue I mop the floor and count the crew The diner hums beneath the glass While taxi meters swiftly pass I know the widow by her shoes And kids who ride beneath the blues A man at dawn will wave his hand He leaves a dollar, bread in hand The night clerk nods, the bell rings clear I keep the orders, I'm still here Every fare is a memory Every street has a story in me I drive through town till the morning glow Every passenger leaves me something to know Every fare is a memory Every mile takes me closer to me The meter clicks, the window glows I carry every road that no one knows A dancer laughs beneath the street With powder marks across her feet An old man hums a borrowed tune And asks me if I'll see the moon I turn the wheel, I cross the bridge The city sleeps beneath the ridge I've carried roses, crates of glass And strangers hurrying to pass A birthday cake upon the dash A boxer praying, sharp and fast Some prayer books open, some are shut Still every heart arrives a little cut The radio loses every word The saxophone gets close, undeterred A red-tail lamp is glowing red I bring the living, bring the dead But when the sun attacks the glass I flip the sign and let one fare pass By four, the coffee starts to fade The syrup sticks, the dishes wait I count the coins beside the till One kind word bends above the hill The streetlights blink, the morning's near I'll trade the shift for another year Every fare is a memory Every street has a story in me I drive through town till the morning glow Every passenger leaves me something to know Every fare is a memory Every mile takes me closer to me The meter clicks, the window glows I carry every road that no one knows Every fare is a memory Every street has a story in me I drive through town till the morning glow Every passenger leaves me something to know Every fare is a memory Every mile takes me closer to me The meter clicks, the window glows I carry every road that no one knows Midnight fares, the dawn is gray I still remember every way The last fare, then the coffee's cold I leave the lights, let silence hold

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