The Bus Song
© Maria Dunn, 1998 SOCAN

Well there's more than fifty ways to snooze on a Greyhound going west
And of all the muscle cramps I've got, the one that I like best
Is the one in my brain, where I'm thinking of you
Call it my heart, if you want to

The passing beauty that I see is mirrored in my thoughts
Halfway between here and there, no regrets, nothing lost
Just knowing that I'm hoping I’ll meet up with you again
Not out of desperation, not out of any pain

Now you and I move speedlessly through our own private nights
And I wish the man behind me would turn out his reading light
So I could gaze on silhouettes of things I can't quite see
And let my mind explore the shades of possibility

I'm happy in the sense that this is where I want to be
Halfway between here and there, don't need no company
With thoughts of you creeping to the innards of my soul
To make this grey old bus seem like a chariot of gold

Maria Dunn vocal · Shannon Johnson harmony vocal ·
Dawn Anderson harmony vocal · Solon McDade upright bass ·
Gary Koliger guitars · Stewart MacDougall piano