Cops and Deliveries

In the rush of the city streets,

Grabbing all the pennies I can squeeze,

Got a list to complete,

Just me and my car, ready to go, move my feet.

The sun's setting low, urgency in the air,

Grabbing bags, counting coins, I’m trapped in despair,

One cop car, then two, keeping pace with my ride,

Just circling 'round, but I feel the rise of tide.

Lord, I’m just delivering meals,

Bringing hope, laughter, and some good deals,

As I turn down the street, I feel that weight,

Heart racing, praying I won’t meet my fate.

Gotta keep it cool, don’t blow my cover,

Just a simple Dasher, don’t need to hover,

But the sight of those lights starting to thrill,

Oh Lord, please just let me keep still.

Oh Lord, oh Lord, can’t you see?

I’m just on my way, living life, let me be,

Delivering food, not causing a scene,

Why’s it always me stuck in between?

Oh, oh, oh Lord, in this game,

Just trying to hustle, it’s never the same.

Panic sets in, the trucks they surround,

Worried thoughts echo, no peace to be found,

But I’m just a Dasher, striving to thrive,

Underneath the pressure, yeah, I’m still alive.

Lights flashing bright, shining fear in my eyes,

But I push through the angst, I’ll claim my prize,

Just a little delivery, on this winding street,

Hoping fate favors the ones on their feet.

I’ve seen a lot, heard the sirens wail,

But in this moment, I won’t let it prevail,

I’ll keep driving on, for the cause I fight,

Delivering values in the dead of night.

Oh Lord, oh Lord, can’t you see?

I’m just on my way, living life, let me be,

Delivering food, not causing a scene,

Why’s it always me stuck in between?

Oh, oh, oh Lord, it’s my time,

Just trying to hustle, gotta make that dime.

So here’s to the dashers, we know the grind,

Early mornings, late nights, we’re one of a kind,

So when you see those lights, just breathe and go slow,

We’re only moving forward, in this life, we grow.