I carry ghosts through the deep void
Old metal skin, slightly alloyed
I take a fare to the far rim
Where the old stars start to grow dim
The road is long and the way is steep
While all the weary passengers sleep
I keep the meter running slow
With nowhere left for a cab to go
Starlight gleaming on my solar glass
Watching all the frozen centuries pass
I drink the gold from a distant sun
Until the long midnight haul is done
My wheels are gone but I slide on air
A lonely ride in a velvet snare
I know the shortcuts to the belt
Where the ice of the outer rings melt
Starlight gleaming on my solar glass
Watching all the frozen centuries pass
I drink the gold from a distant sun
Until the long midnight haul is done
No city lights on this lonely street
Just the hum of a rhythmic beat
I miss the smell of the summer rain
And the rattle of a midnight train
I steer through clouds of a purple gas
Waiting for the heavy storms to pass
My headlights cut through the velvet ink
Standing right on the galactic brink
The fuel is low but the spirit is high
Sailing alone in a hollow sky
I trade my stories for a copper coin
Where the edges of the heavens join
Starlight gleaming on my solar glass
Watching all the frozen centuries pass
I drink the gold from a distant sun
Until the long midnight haul is done
Just a lonely cab in the deep.
Keep the change, buddy.
(Final heavy stomp)
