Track Insight / Lyrics
I hang where broken taxis stop
They cough black smoke, then waken the town
I count the quiet after they drop
One passenger passes without a sound
I'm the bus-stop light, the only one
I keep watch when the day's begun
When wishes miss the evening train
I take their echoes through the rain
I keep the bench beneath my shade
A hopeful stranger checks his phone
A red-cap driver circles the block
Then counts my lamp beside the clock
I'm the bus-stop light with sawdust soul
I mark the hours as they roll
When tired hearts miss the midnight train
I shine their silence through the rain
I watch the grocery bags divide
While frost makes private seams of ice
A silver coin drops near my feet
Then rolls from hunger down the street
I'm the bus-stop light, the stubborn glow
I guard the crossroads when the winds blow
When heavyhearted footsteps lose their way
I shine a little mercy down the gray
I watch young lovers miss their ride
Their laughter rattles through the rain
The last night bus pulls up the street
Then leaves their silence by my feet
I'm the bus-stop light, the patient seer
I shine for doubters when the dusk draws near
I hold the darkness one more steady year
Then greet the morning when the blue sky clears
I'm the bus-stop light, the road's old friend
I keep the lost from journeys they must end
Through sleet and silence, through the long, dark bend
I watch for mercy and the daylight send
