Lirik Lagu Trolley Car - Ellis Paul
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It's a snowy night, the cops shut down the freewaybig men in plows are out carving up the streetsBelow them, jammed on a subway,I'm with two hundred over-dressed strangersbrushing snow off coats and shoulderskicking snow off dress shoe feetchorus:You live six miles down this trolley car's trailup above the red line, where the street musicians wailWhere Baby, we used to chase down coffeeon the sidewalk take in tunesWe'd drink in the waning hourstill we polished off the moonWho knew the moon would failabove the trolley car trail
"Park Street, next station"says a voice with an accent I've heardand I see shoppers on the platformwhere green and red lines divergeI fight my way through the packages and the bowsto a pay phone, the operator knowsshe says to me, "Your nervousness shows"I say, "'Nervous' is too kind a word"
bridge:I think snowfall should be measuredBy how much it takes a city by surpriseBy how far back old timers go to rememberthe last time a blizzard stung their eyesLast time I rode a subwayyou had summer in your eyesyou did
Your phone rings, but it only brings your voiceon a message machine, "I'm not here, the tape is clear"me, I'm off the hook it seems"I called," I say, "to say `hello'to coax you out where the snowmen growbut you're not home, and hey, I gotta go,it was good to hear your voice."
"Park Street, next station"says a voice with an accent I've heardand I see shoppers on the platformwhere green and red lines divergeI fight my way through the packages and the bowsto a pay phone, the operator knowsshe says to me, "Your nervousness shows"I say, "'Nervous' is too kind a word"
bridge:I think snowfall should be measuredBy how much it takes a city by surpriseBy how far back old timers go to rememberthe last time a blizzard stung their eyesLast time I rode a subwayyou had summer in your eyesyou did
Your phone rings, but it only brings your voiceon a message machine, "I'm not here, the tape is clear"me, I'm off the hook it seems"I called," I say, "to say `hello'to coax you out where the snowmen growbut you're not home, and hey, I gotta go,it was good to hear your voice."
