Track Insight / Lyrics
I parked this cab near ninety-eight
The subway grate still breathes my weight
The fare light's dead, the vinyl's cracked
But I still hold this steering track
The trains go by, they never stop
I count the tiles and watch the clock
Meter running, engine cold
I'm rusting where the tunnels hold
Meter running, no one calls
I'm leaning on these concrete walls
A man once tipped his hat to me
Said son you drive like you're at sea
I kept his change inside the dash
A copper coin and burnt-up cash
The trains go by, they never stop
I count the tiles and watch the clock
Meter running, engine cold
I'm rusting where the tunnels hold
Meter running, no one calls
I'm leaning on these concrete walls
The harbor taught me how to wait
For fog to lift and light to break
A lamp can burn through any squall
But cabs don't shine, they just don't fall
I could drive until the morning
Chase the bridge across the bay
But the platform keeps me anchored
To the fare I'll never pay
Meter running, engine cold
I'm rusting where the tunnels hold
Meter running, no one calls
I'm leaning on these concrete walls
The salt has settled in my seams
I'm older now than all my dreams
But somewhere past the turnstile gate
A passenger still holds my fate
Meter running, engine cold
I'm rusting where the tunnels hold
Meter running, someone calls
I'm standing where the concrete falls
Three AM the platform hums
My meter ticks for someone
