Track Insight / Lyrics
Keys in the mirror, brass and bare
Dawn on the windshield, cold and fair
Streetlights shiver, engines glare
New day circles without him there
Streetlights comb the wide avenue
Old Buick wears the morning blue
Copper keys hang one inch from done
He waves once at the rising sun
Dawn says hurry, fate can wait
City windows turn to gray
A full tank, a pocket fare
Still no room, and no way
He carries keys that know no door
Old brass strangers on a foreign floor
Every lock demands a price
Every home sits beyond the ice
Rain taps windshield, cold and thin
Radio talks from coast to coast
Fares go quick, but home stays locked
Cold coffee leaves a bitter toast
Mileage funds another day
He knows the road but not the way
The meter fills with empty air
The keys still open nothing there
He carries keys that know no door
Old brass strangers on a foreign floor
Every lock demands a price
Every home sits beyond the ice
Tenement doors refuse his hand
Taxi signs point where strangers ran
Motel brass wears his childhood shape
Lost keys vanish underneath the gate
He carries keys that know no door
Old brass strangers on a foreign floor
Every lock demands a price
Every home sits beyond the ice
Bridge toll rings like warning clear
Turn signals blink beside the gear
Engine knocks until fear is heard
Dawn breaks, but he stays deferred
He carries keys that know no door
Old brass strangers on a foreign floor
Every lock demands a price
Every home sits beyond the ice
He carries keys that know no door
Old brass strangers on a foreign floor
Every turning opens wide
Every heart has slipped outside
Bus wheels hum, the avenue wakes
Old Buick answers with a groan
His keys ring softly through the dark
Dawn takes him off the mark