The Last Taxi Home by Under Morrigans SpellThe Last Taxi Home by Under Morrigans Spell
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The Last Taxi Home by Under Morrigans Spell

 

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The Last Taxi Home

[Verse 1]

Streetlights flicker like my tired eyes
Neon whispers secrets through the night
The meter ticks like a quiet goodbye
I’m tracing roads where dreams go to hide

Your reflection in the rearview sighs
I swear the city knows our alibis
Every corner holds a memory
Every stop another mystery

[Verse 2]

You tell me stories I shouldn’t know
About the things you never let show
Your fingers tap on the cracked vinyl seat
Like a jazz drum keeping a heartbeat

Rain slides down the windowpane
Mixing with the city’s ache and pain
I want to tell you something true
But the words dissolve in the midnight blue

[Chorus 1]

This is the last taxi home
No place to run, no one to phone
Just the hum of tires on wet asphalt
And the ghosts of love we almost caught
Yeah, this is the last taxi home
Where confessions are made in a low tone
And the night swallows everything we’ve known
In the last taxi home

[Verse 3 – Extended]

Billboards glow like forgotten prayers
Their light spills stories in the air
A drunk man sings to the empty street
His melody a secret bittersweet

We pass the corner where we first met
I almost say I haven’t forgotten yet
But the words sit heavy on my tongue
And vanish like smoke when morning comes

[Bridge 1 –Instrumental]

 

[Verse 4]

Taxi meter clicks, the night moves on
I watch the skyline, then it’s gone
You hum a tune I almost know
It drifts and fades with the streetlamp glow

I see reflections in the puddled streets
Like fractured dreams beneath our feet
Every word we leave unsaid
Turns into whispers in my head

[Chorus 2]

This is the last taxi home
No place to run, no one to phone
Just the hum of tires on wet asphalt
And the ghosts of love we almost caught
Yeah, this is the last taxi home
Where confessions are made in a low tone
And the night swallows everything we’ve known
In the last taxi home

[Bridge 2 – Spoken Word / Scat]

Whispered words through the smoke of the cab
Maybe we’re strangers, maybe we’re not
But for this ride, just this ride
We can be everything we forgot

Skreee… bop… doo… ba-da…
The city hums like a restless heart
And for a moment, we’re not apart

[Verse 5 – Confessional]

I almost tell you what I feel
But fear makes my hands too still
Instead, I trace the curve of your smile
And imagine we could stay awhile

The rain falls harder, drums the roof
Each drop a truth, each word aloof
I watch the neon smear and bend
As if the night itself could understand

[Instrumental

 

[Verse 6 – Closing Reflection]

The meter stops, but the silence stays
We pay our dues in separate ways
I reach for your hand, it’s not there
Just a shadow, a sigh in the air

The driver tips his hat, rolls the dice
And the city stretches out like paradise
I’ll walk these streets ‘til the next dawn
But the last taxi ride is gone

[Final Chorus – Reprise]

This was the last taxi home
No place to run, no one to phone
Just the hum of tires on wet asphalt
And the ghosts of love we almost caught
Yeah, this was the last taxi home
Where confessions were made in a low tone
And the night swallowed everything we’d known
In the last taxi home

[Outro – Instrumental]