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