Shift the gear and check the rain
City streets are just a drain
Brass tube focused on the line
Waiting for a lucky sign
Gravel crunching under wheel
Cold as any winter steel
Count the steps and hold the breath
Counting down a sudden death
Through the brass I see the ghost
Walking where I want it most
Step by step on grey stone ground
Where the missing fare is found
Twilight turns the sky to ink
Watch the heavy streetlights blink
Driveway grit and oil stain
Driving through a steady pain
Gravel crunching under wheel
Cold as any winter steel
Count the steps and hold the breath
Counting down a sudden death
Through the brass I see the ghost
Walking where I want it most
Step by step on grey stone ground
Where the missing fare is found
Ten long years of midnight runs
Underneath a dozen suns
Old proverbs for a cheap price
Roll the heavy iron dice
Through the brass I see the ghost
Walking where I want it most
Step by step on grey stone ground
Where the missing fare is found
Cold wind bites the driver's seat
Rhythm of the concrete beat
Glass lens sharp and focus tight
Cutting through the purple night
Through the brass I see the ghost
Walking where I want it most
Step by step on grey stone ground
Where the missing fare is found
Meter clicks a steady beat
Dusty boots on empty street
One last look through polished gold
Story that is never told
Through the brass I see the ghost
Walking where I want it most
Step by step on grey stone ground
Where the missing fare is found
End of line. Cash only.
Keep the change.