
the late night city bus v2
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- pop
- reggae-pop
- nocturnal
- male vocalist
- urban
- rhythmic
- melancholic
- dub
- saxophone
- bass guitar
- reggae
- atmospheric
- contemporary
- 2020s
- electric piano
Lyrics
Intro
Mm
Rain on the window
Mm-hmm
Verse 1
Orange streetlight bleeding through the pane
I count the empty seats again
Farebox ticking like a slow machine
On this late-night 42
City dripping past the glass like gold
A whole part of town I've never known
I keep my headphones loose so I can hear
The quiet hum of strangers near
Chorus
Everyone rides in the dark
Carrying something they won't say out loud
Everyone's a light on its way
Through the wet and the weary town
And I'm just passing through
Watching the night go round
Verse 2
Back door hisses and a man climbs in
Work shirt damp at the collar lines
He reads his phone like a letter from home
Then stares at nothing at all
His knuckles tight and his shoulders low
Lunch was hours and hours ago
He dreams of a couch and a kitchen light
Somebody waiting up tonight
Chorus
Everyone rides in the dark
Carrying something they won't say out loud
Everyone's a light on its way
Through the wet and the weary town
And I'm just passing through
Watching the night go round
Instrumental
Saxophone phrase
Guitar delays
Verse 3
She drops her token a seat too late
He reaches down before she can wait
Their hands almost touch on the metal floor
Then neither looks again
Behind the glass the rain makes lace
She smiles once into a private space
A gentleness with no name at all
Two people briefly standing tall
Chorus
Everyone rides in the dark
Carrying something they won't say out loud
Everyone's a light on its way
Through the wet and the weary town
And I'm just passing through
Watching the night go round
Bridge
And the brake lights pool in red below
And the driver hums a tune I think I know
We're all just pages turning slow
In a book nobody gets to show
Verse 4
And I look down at my own two hands
The story that I never planned
Buried in the pocket of my coat
Like everyone else on this ride
The fare's the same for every soul
The doors close and the city rolls
We don't know each other's names
Just the turning of their frames
Chorus
Everyone rides in the dark
Carrying something they won't say out loud
Everyone's a light on its way
Through the wet and the weary town
And I'm just passing through
Watching the night go round
Outro
Mm
Passing through
Mm-hmm
The night goes round
Mm
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