Track Insight / Lyrics
Meter clicks on Hudson Street
Rain slicks the leather seat
Toll booth glows on upper deck
Collector counts the weekly check
Yellow cab pulls to the curb
Driver watches, doesn't swerve
Token drops in metal throat
Machine swallows, cuts the note
Final token buys the ride
Steel wheels sing on rails inside
No more fares to negotiate
Dawn breaks heavy on the gate
Final token buys the ride
Fluorescent flickers, platform bare
Last train shudders through the air
Collector's fingers, stained with grease
Count the take in increasing pieces
Taxi idles, engine warm
Driver waits out the storm
Both men know the rhythm well
Stories that the night can tell
Coins stack high in canvas bags
Receipts crumple, tickets drag
Shift ends slow as winter sun
Another night is finally done
Cab pulls away from concrete gray
Collector locks the booth for day
Steel bridge hums with morning weight
Two lives cross at half past eight
Final token buys the ride
Steel wheels sing on rails inside
No more fares to negotiate
Dawn breaks heavy on the gate
Final token buys the ride
Final token bu
