Track Insight / Lyrics
Shift ends on Rue Lepic
Meter silent, engine quit
Zinc roofs glow in amber light
Rusty can catches morning white
That rusty can on terrace high
Watches rooftops touch the sky
Zinc and slate in rows aligned
Old driver knows the city's mind
Rain drops drum on metal crown
Nourish geraniums hanging down
Fare receipts blow in the wind
Taxi wisdom, neatly pinned
That rusty can on terrace high
Watches rooftops touch the sky
Zinc and slate in rows aligned
Old driver knows the city's mind
Seine mist rises, thick and low
Notre Dame wears shadow cloak
Watering can holds night's remains
Rust blooms red on iron veins
That rusty can on terrace high
Watches rooftops touch the sky
Zinc and slate in rows aligned
Old driver knows the city's mind
Café chairs stack, tables sleep
Waiters wipe the marble clean
Old can dreams of gardens deep
Where no taxi's ever been
Forty years I've known these streets
Every boulevard, every hill
But this can outlives my fleet
Drinks the sky, stands silent still
Dawn breaks pink on Sacré-Cœur
Dome catches first gold fire
Rusty can drinks morning hour
Taxi sleeps, retired tire
That rusty can on terrace high
Watches rooftops touch the sky
Zinc and slate in rows aligned
Old driver knows the city's mind
Sings a song of rain and time
Rust turns water into wine
Engine cold, the shift is done
Rusty can greets morning sun
