Track 5 of the compilation Transfer Point · 2009
Crosswalk Countdown
by Kane Rivers
“Ten seconds on the crosswalk clock, a whole verse. Pure rush-hour lyricism.”
boom-bap · boom-bap · commuter rap · 3:29
Lyrics
Walk sign flashing, ten seconds on the clock Briefcase in my left hand, coffee going hot Old man with a cane and he is moving slow I match his pace, ain't nowhere that I need to go Pigeons on the railing like a jury on the line Bus is idling loud but it can wait a little time Kid with a backpack bigger than his back Mom says hurry up, he says I'm on the track Ten, nine, eight, we all crossing together Seven, six, five, strangers in the weather Four, three, two, nobody left behind Crosswalk countdown, we are one in line Courier on a bike gives a little bell ring Lady with a dog in a tiny yellow sweater thing Taxi nose creeping but he knows the rule Even in a rush the street is every person's school Sneakers, boots, heels on the white painted stripes Little rhythm on the pavement, city's own type I tip my head to the guy who always waits We never learned our names but we're steady, we're mates Ten, nine, eight, we all crossing together Seven, six, five, strangers in the weather Four, three, two, nobody left behind Crosswalk countdown, we are one in line Light turns red and the engines start to hum Made it to the curb, and the day has just begun Every single morning that same little race Fourteen steps of kindness in a hurried place So if you see me counting underneath my breath It's the only slow I get before the next Take your time, take the stripe, take the sky Cross it with your people, wave and say goodbye Walk sign, walk sign, tell me where we go Every little step is a beat in the flow Walk sign, walk sign, ticking like a drum Everybody gets across, everybody gets home Ten, nine, eight, we all crossing together Seven, six, five, strangers in the weather Four, three, two, nobody left behind Crosswalk countdown, we are one in line Nobody left behind Crosswalk countdown, one in line