Track 3 of the EP Tea-Time Requests · 2018
Fares and Fables
“A cab driver folding his map in the rain. We wanted it smooth, like a meter ticking.”
xinyao · smooth folk · storytelling pop · 3:20
Lyrics
He folds the map he never needs to read Meter ticking soft beneath the rain Says every corner has a story And he's got them all by name A bride who cried in the back seat on her day A boy who sang the whole way to the shore A woman with a bag of oranges Who tipped him with a smile and one more Fares and fables, round the town we go Every street's a chapter that he knows Hand upon the wheel, and a song on the radio Everybody's going somewhere slow Fares and fables, passing through the light Gratitude for strangers in the night He tells us where we've been and where we're bound Home is just a tale that comes around We told him where we lived and he just smiled Said he drove our grandparents once, he thinks Maybe that's the way a city keeps us Tied together with small links Thank you for the long way round For the stories and the sound Of a stranger's voice that's kind Leaving all our cares behind Fares and fables, round the town we go Every street's a chapter that he knows Hand upon the wheel, and a song on the radio Everybody's going somewhere slow Fares and fables, passing through the light Gratitude for strangers in the night He tells us where we've been and where we're bound Home is just a tale that comes around Keep the change, keep the tale Fares and fables, safe and sound