Taxi Man

I see the taxi man, doing taxidermy in the front seat While he's driving me around I don't know where I'm going I just wanna be gone He keeps the metre running, He keeps the engine Hot as I step outside into the freezing cold I embrace the light like a moth, but I flap my wings like a bird And I don't flap hard enough to keep myself afloat, in the frigid air So I get back int the car and I tell him to keep on driving So I get back into the car and I tell him to keep on driving So I get back into the car and I tell him to keep on driving It's early morning now, My open eyes they are drowned by the light The wheels still spin and my bones crack The Haze of the day hides the smoke from the dens, as the foxes gather round, pulling teeth from the gums of their young Using them to build their houses, stretching skin across window panes So I get back into the car and I tell him to keep on driving So I get back into the car and I tell him to keep on driving So I get back into the car and I tell him to keep on driving So I get back into the car and I tell him to keep on driving The taxi man, leans into the backseat, pulls his hat off and gestures towards me I stuff my hand into my pocket, fill it with all I can find and he returns it to his head without saying a words He's done talking for the night and I'm just talking to myself I'm just talking to myself I'm just talking So I get back into the car and I tell him to keep on driving So I get back into the car and I tell him to keep on driving So I get back into the car and I tell him to keep on driving So I get back into the car and I tell him to keep on driving