Bus Song

As the morning spreads the light another feeling sheds its skin

As the day is wondered right way round it's twisted from within

Seems like time is true and all in bones despite the sin

Only washed out empty streets exactly know just where you've been

Now the sun roams the road inventing 20 shades of green

It paints the walls and fountains and it trembles like a dream

Seems like time it trains your heart is thirsty as a stream

Only restless silent thoughts exactly know just what you mean

But I, I am taken by the ghostly fog that spills from your eyes

Yes and I, I can't conquer all the crooked land that fills up your mind

But you, you can pay me off and send me on my way, on my way

But you, you can take these prison walls as I fall asleep

But I belong here

I belong here

Noisy dust is gathered in the corner of the room

My poor sound is scattered in the street slit by moon

And I can't trace your footprints all the waves have washed the sand

I'm lost along the crooked lines you've crumpled in your hands

There are twenty thousand cards upon your table which are played

Still I cannot find the volumes you have hidden in the shade

Seems like time is the spotlight that is slowly on the fade

Leaving strangers left to question all the things that you have made

But I, I am taking by the ghostly fog that spills from your eyes

Yes and I, I can't conquer all the crooked land that fills up your mind

But you, you can pay me off and send me on my way, on my way

But you, you can take these prison walls as I fall asleep

But I belong here

I belong here

I belong here…