Track Insight / Lyrics
Grease on my apron, coffee in the pot
The midnight rush was a fever and hot
I scrubbed every grill till the metal turned bright
Now I'm walking home in the dead of the night
Ceramic pieces on a subway floor
The last train is gone, I can't find the door
A handle that snapped and a rim that is gray
Just a broken cup at the end of the day
Regular Joe always takes it black
He leaves with a nod and he never looks back
He dropped his old mug by the yellow line stripe
A clumsy mistake of the late-night type
Ceramic pieces on a subway floor
The last train is gone, I can't find the door
A handle that snapped and a rim that is gray
Just a broken cup at the end of the day
White glazed shards shaking in the dirty wind
A little white chip where the coffee had thinned
It looks like a bone or a tooth in the grit
And I'm standing here just staring at it
Ceramic pieces on a subway floor
The last train is gone, I can't find the door
A handle that snapped and a rim that is gray
Just a broken cup at the end of the day
I remember the steam and the smell of the fry
Under the hum of a flickering sky
The diner is locked and the burners are low
And the city is humming a song that is slow
One little crack and the liquid all spills
A sudden descent and a series of chills
It didn't make sound when it hit the hard stone
Now it sits in the station all alone
I'll go back to sleep while the morning gets near
The sound of the rail is the only thing clear
Tomorrow I'll brew a fresh pot for the crowd
And the laughter of regulars will be too loud
Ceramic pieces on a subway floor
The last train is gone, I can't find the door
A handle that snapped and a rim that is gray
Just a broken cup at the end of the day
Just a broken cup
On the concrete floor
(Yeah, end of the day)
Left it all behind
