Track 7 of the album Sleepless Hours · 2018
Late Tram Conductor, Punched Tickets
by Cassio Lune
“Ding of the bell and a vocal as tired as the passengers. I wanted it to sound like the last tram home.”
lo-fi · nostalgic lo-fi · soulful beats · 2:48
Lyrics
Ding of the bell, the doors slide wide A few tired faces climb inside The conductor smiles and punches a card Says take a seat, the ride's not hard Punch the ticket, ride the line Every stop is yours and mine Late tram rolling through the rain We'll get there, we'll get there again Wet windows blur the streetlight gold A paper cup keeps someone's hands warm He knows each name and every stop And whistles low, a lullaby tune Punch the ticket, ride the line Every stop is yours and mine Late tram rolling through the rain We'll get there, we'll get there again Nobody hurries on this car Home is only so far The wheels keep singing, soft and slow Wherever you need to go Punch the ticket, ride the line Every stop is yours and mine Late tram rolling through the rain We'll get there, we'll get there again Punch the ticket Ride the line