Rain taps roof of cab tonight
Wipers dance in amber light
Fare asleep on leather seat
Meter runs on quiet street
Clock hands move in rhythm rhyme
Projector spins beneath the span
Salt air kisses celluloid fan
Light climbs pillars white and tall
Dreams survive the highway call
Reel turns over frame by frame
Fog rolls in from ocean side
Nowhere left for truth to hide
Passenger wakes and asks the time
Tires sing on concrete limbs
Morning breaks through windshield glass
Projector spins beneath the span
Salt air kisses celluloid fan
Light climbs pillars white and tall
Dreams survive the highway call
Reel turns over frame by frame
Projectionist packs up his gear
Sunrise paints the coastline clear
Another shift has come to pass
Coastal road knows every name
Engine rests as wheels slow down
Projector spins beneath the span
Salt air kisses celluloid fan
Light climbs pillars white and tall
Dreams survive the highway call
Reel turns over frame by frame
Cab pulls up to depot gate
Driver counts the day's estate
Proverbs whispered to the dawn
Weathered hands on steering worn
Salt and silver fade to gray
Projector spins beneath the span
Salt air kisses celluloid fan
Light climbs pillars white and tall
Dreams survive the highway call
Reel turns over frame by frame
Dreams survive the highway call
Engine rests
Wheels at rest