Track Insight / Lyrics
Clocked in at midnight, lantern in hand
Cobblestones cold where the lords once stand
Bonfire sputters, a tired old spark
I check my watch, wait for the dark
I warm my hands on a dying flame
The meter's running but the fare's the same
No passengers here, just ash and bone
Firelink nightshift, I'm on my own
Estus flask chipped at the neck, still drinks
Hollows shuffle past, they don't blink
I've driven these streets thirty years or more
Never seen a fare like this before
I warm my hands on a dying flame
The meter's running but the fare's the same
No passengers here, just ash and bone
Firelink nightshift, I'm on my own
Radio crackles with a dispatcher's ghost
Static hums the routes I know the most
Home is a garage with a leaky roof
But here the ash is the only proof
I warm my hands on a dying flame
The meter's running but the fare's the same
No passengers here, just ash and bone
Firelink nightshift, I'm on my own
No gold coins dropped in my cupholder tray
Just souls like embers slipping away
I'll tend this fire till the shift is done
Then drive the long road to the rising sun
Dawn cracks the sky like a windshield break
Bonfire's out, for goodness sake
I lock the gate, kick the tires slow
Another nightshift in the books, you know
I warm my hands on a dying flame
The meter's running but the fare's the same
No passengers here, just ash and bone
Firelink nightshift, I'm on my own
Meter off, engine cold
Firelink fading in the rearview hold
