Nightbus

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Verse

I get on at the corner and the corner's always nine
And the driver never looks at me, he only lets me go
And the city starts unbuttoning, the city takes it slow
And the window is a river and the river's made of glow
Oh I ride it till it's empty and I ride it till I know
That the loneliest hour going is the prettiest hour of mine
Every stoplight is a heartbeat, every heartbeat is a sign
And the whole downtown is humming on a single yellow line

Chorus

Nightbus, nightbus, carrying the dust
Everybody on the nightbus has a somewhere far away
Everybody's got a reason and there's nothing left to say
So the engine does the talking and it tells us it's okay
Oh I love you all, you strangers, in an ordinary way
Nightbus, nightbus, going where it does
I have never loved a somewhere like I love the in-between-us
And I'll ride it till the morning turns the silver into rust

Verse

There's a woman with a grocery bag asleep across the seat
There's a kid with giant headphones looking out at all the rain
There's a man who might be crying or just looking at the pane
And nobody is bothering and nobody will explain
Oh the kindness of a nightbus is a kindness you can't train
It is nothing, it is everything, it's terribly discreet
It is fourteen tired strangers being decent and complete
And the city can be awful but the city can be sweet

Chorus

Nightbus, nightbus, carrying the dust
Everybody on the nightbus has a somewhere far away
Everybody's got a reason and there's nothing left to say
So the engine does the talking and it tells us it's okay
Oh I love you all, you strangers, in an ordinary way
Nightbus, nightbus, going where it does
I have never loved a somewhere like I love the in-between-us
And I'll ride it till the morning turns the silver into rust

Bridge

When they finally let me off it I'll be somewhere else in town
And I'll walk beneath a hundred thousand hesitating lights
And I'll think about the strangers and I'll think about the nights
And I'll wish them every good thing with the whole of all my might
Oh I hope they get their somewhere and I hope it's warm and bright
And I hope that when they need it there's a nightbus coming down
With a driver who's forgiving and a window like a crown
And an hour where the whole enormous city settles down

Outro

Nightbus, nightbus, carrying the dust