Track Insight / Lyrics
Old cab rests in archive gloom
Where card catalogs seal the room
No dispatcher calls his name
Just silence ends his driving game
Yellow paint flakes on concrete floor
Oil stains spread like continent shore
Vinyl seats remember every fare
Springs sag deep in worn-out wear
He drove the streets through rain and shine
Now gears lock up in frozen time
No meter ticks, no radio sings
Just dust on forgotten things
Steering wheel cracked from summer heat
Fare box empty, dust complete
Dispatcher voice faded years ago
Static hums on channel low
He drove the streets through rain and shine
Now gears lock up in frozen time
No meter ticks, no radio sings
Just dust on forgotten things
Hubcaps rust beside the stacks
History books watch his cracked tax
No passenger asks for Main and Third
Only silence, undisturbed
He drove the streets through rain and shine
Now gears lock up in frozen time
No meter ticks, no radio sings
Just dust on forgotten things
Engine block seized with winter's kiss
No key turns in ignition bliss
Proverbs muttered to empty air
Every journey finds its fare
Librarians whisper as they pass
Was he the one on Glass and Class
He tipped his cap through thirty years
Now only rust responds to gears
Tires flat on marble tile
Odometer stuck on final mile
Receipt printer jammed with last request
Airport terminal, north to west
He drove the streets through rain and shine
Now gears lock up in frozen time
No meter ticks, no radio sings
Just dust on forgotten things
Just rust on forgotten things
Fare collected, engine cold
Story filed, never old
