Always the bus ride seems to last forever
Always the best of time we will always measure
Stand on the painted step, red face and sunburnt neck
Book open on your lap, page you soon forgot
Pull away your thumb, realize what you’ve done
Listen to a different song, march to a different drum
That never comes…
Clouds across the plain, bus up north again
Ghost within your head, the one you thought was dead
Gaze out at the glass into a distant past
Try to understand contradictions of the land
Try to conjure back, broken but still intact
Learning to become a marcher to a different drum
You’ll soon become one
And if it’s gone
It was the wrong one
Feels like something’s taking over us
Feels like torture, get me off the bus
Rain from a different day, roads are wet again
Stains from a different time, landmines deep inside
Do you remember how the bus broke down for several hours
Queue at the border check, guards breathing down our neck
Can’t wait for the rain to end, can’t wait to be home again
Never managed to keep track of that book and now it’s gone
Buy another one
How long
This go on
Feels like torture, get me off the bus
Feels like something’s taking over us
Feels like torture, get me off the bus
Feels like something’s taking over us
Always the bus ride seems to last forever
Always the best of time we will always treasure
How long
How long
How long
How long
Feels like something’s taking over us
Feels like something’s taking over us
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