Marcus Foster

Bus Song


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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…

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