Close the Door - Mobius Band

We expected that we be surprised

But you never know until you try

But in the faces of the rolling crowd

You can see what we come to find out

But you’re riding on the local bus

At the mercy of the evening rush

It’ll hit you when your guard is down

Hands get sweaty and your pulse will bound

Held open the door

And we went through

Close it up behind you

You were right this time

You were right this time

Little picture with the face cut out

It’s in the last page and it’s been torn out

But you know it’s happening all at once

Are you asleep while you eat your lunch?

Held open the door

And we went through

Close it up behind you

You were right this time

You were right this time

The little things

The messages that pop up in the corners

The repeating lights that chase themselves around the tires

The little eyes that people make and pretend it didn’t happen

And disappear

And manifest

And disappear again