Track 5 of the album The Lighthouse Years · 2017
The Airport Fare Before Sunrise
“Four in the morning, the airport road and someone's daughter flying away. I wrote the strings so they never quite land.”
neoclassical · neoclassical · nocturne · 4:51
Lyrics
Four in the morning, the roads are bare The streetlamps hum their sleepy song A young man sits behind me quiet With one small case and a coat too long I ask him where the journey takes him He says a city far away I turn the heater up a little And let the silence have its say Drive him gently to the sunrise Keep the engine low and slow Every mile is one more memory Of the place he has to go I have carried many leavers Through the dark and through the rain And I drive them all as if I were Driving them home again He says his mother's at the window Waving though he cannot see I say the ones who watch us leaving Are the ones who set us free The terminal glows up ahead Like a lantern on the hill I stop the car, I do not hurry Some goodbyes should be still Drive him gently to the sunrise Keep the engine low and slow Every mile is one more memory Of the place he has to go I have carried many leavers Through the dark and through the rain And I drive them all as if I were Driving them home again He pays the fare and then he lingers Says thank you for the ride I tell him write it down, remember The streets that held your stride Drive him gently to the sunrise Keep the engine low and slow Every mile is one more memory Of the place he has to go I have carried many leavers Through the dark and through the rain And I drive them all as if I were Driving them home again Driving them home again