Track 3 of the EP People on Our Street · 2017
Cab Driver's Rear-View Stories
“A cab driver told me how a goodbye sounds from the front seat, and I couldn't shake it. We kept the arrangement low and rolling like a late-night ride.”
bossa nova · bossa nova · nostalgic jazz · 3:16
Lyrics
Twenty-two years behind this wheel I know how a goodbye sounds A woman in red with a suitcase of dreams A man with his heart on the ground I keep the mirror tilted just right So they think I'm not looking at all Rear-view stories, the city at night Everybody's got a reason, everybody's got a light I drive them slow through the rain and the neon glow And I never tell a soul what I know Rear-view stories, the meter ticks on I carry them home till the dawn A boy in a tux on the way to propose He asked me to say it would go I said, "Son, she's already yours in your eyes" He tipped me and left with a glow I keep the mirror tilted just right So they think I'm not looking at all Rear-view stories, the city at night Everybody's got a reason, everybody's got a light I drive them slow through the rain and the neon glow And I never tell a soul what I know Rear-view stories, the meter ticks on I carry them home till the dawn Some ride in silence, some sing along Some cry on the back seat, quiet and strong I only say, "Mind the step, darling, goodnight" And leave the porch light on in their sight Rear-view stories, the city at night Everybody's got a reason, everybody's got a light I drive them slow through the rain and the neon glow And I never tell a soul what I know Rear-view stories, the meter ticks on I carry them home till the dawn Mind the step, darling Goodnight