You steer the wheel through gravel deep
Tires spit stones where the driveway sleeps
Lighthouse beam sweeps the cliff side steep
Keeper waits where the tall grass creeps
Salt wind bites your knuckles white
Engine coughs in the dying light
Gravel twilight holds you tight
Keeper's lantern burns through night
Taxi waits on the uneven ground
Meter runs without a sound
Passenger door clicks shut and cold
Keeper's coat is wool and old
Hands like rope from the brine and salt
Eyes that scan where the waves assault
Salt wind bites your knuckles white
Engine coughs in the dying light
Gravel twilight holds you tight
Keeper's lantern burns through night
Taxi waits on the uneven ground
Meter runs without a sound
He pays in coins from a tin cup
Voice like fog rolling ashore and up
Red sky morning sailor take warning
Proverb dropped as the night is turning
Gravel twilight holds you tight
Keeper's lantern burns through night
Taxi waits on the uneven ground
Meter runs without a sound
Reverse lights paint the stones in red
Gravel dust hangs where the wheels have led
Radio crackles a jazz standard tune
Night shift ends beneath the moon
Gravel twilight holds you tight
Keeper's lantern burns through night
Taxi waits on the uneven ground
Meter runs without a sound
Dawn will break on the harbor mouth
You'll steer the cab back toward the south
But tonight the beam and the meter agree
Two keepers watching the dark sea
Gravel twilight holds you tight
Keeper's lantern burns through night
Taxi waits on the uneven ground
Meter runs without a sound
Two keepers watching the dark sea
Headlights cut the salt heavy air
Meter ticks slow on the dash tonight