Meter clicking in the dark
Cold wind biting like a spark
Wet asphalt on the empty street
Rhythm of the city beat
Chrome and coffee in the glass
Watching all the ghosts go pass
Sleepless eyes and heavy fares
Hiding all the city cares
Buzzing red and humming gold
Stories that the midnight told
Underneath the subway track
Once you go you don't come back
Oil stains on a concrete floor
Key is turning in the door
Steam is rising from the grate
Always running way too late
Buzzing red and humming gold
Stories that the midnight told
Underneath the subway track
Once you go you don't come back
Check the mirror see the haze
Lost inside a concrete maze
Sip the brew and watch the light
Holding on to one more night
Empty booths and plastic trays
Hazy blue and velvet grays
Tired wheels on a rusted rail
Turning white and turning pale
Old proverbs in the morning dew
Finding something old and new
Shift the gear and drive it slow
Where the lonely spirits go
Buzzing red and humming gold
Stories that the midnight told
Underneath the subway track
Once you go you don't come back
Drive it home.
Last train glow.