Falling Asleep on the Bus

Early beginings, for to long we refrain 

Sweet lies and sharp truths 

wrapped tight 

coming clean in the rain 

Sour words breach my peace 

while we stand under the drain 

We pick bugs from the gutter 

hoping one will see past our insane 

The doors open wide 

and up and up we climb 

What happened and what will 

is forgotten for a time 

We drift on through purgatory 

Your shoulder on mine 

We doze off to a world

where we are just fine

We sleep for some hours 

The driver moves slow 

Falling asleep on the bus 

with miles to go