A woman's crying on the bus

I'm just trying with the rest


To get down South, I know I will

A man's carrying bags for a woman who sat down

In front of me, talking to herself

A man in front

He's riding with us

Just to get himself out of the sun

I've seen him on this line before

He's got a new hospital bracelet on

And I'll be here for a very long time



She's still trying on the bus

I'm so quiet on it

There's one man who's barely concerned

All the others seem to think she's crazy

We're really all a little too lazy



To ask "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong with you"

"Why are you crying on the bus"

"What's wrong?"

"What's really really wrong?"

I'll be here for a very long time

I'll be here for a very long time

I'll be here reading the street signs as they go by



Throwing papers on the bus

Can't-escapers in the fuss

I liked the man with the hat and the cane

Unitl he started scowling at the teenager in back

Right after he just came in



What's wrong?

What's wrong with you?

Why are you causing troubles for us?

What's wrong?

What's really really wrong?

I'll be here for a very long time.

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