Stranger on a Bus - Mono Mind

The answer in the open

The question in the mind

When you close your eyelids

I wonder what you’ll find

Laughter turns to teardrops

Beauty becomes dirt

Some notes should not be written

Some music is just made to hurt

What have we become?

A silver cloud of dust

You’re just a stranger on a bus

I knew I thought I loved

It’s so hard to adjust

You, the stranger on a bus

Nothing has been altered

Everything has changed

The streets, the mighty buildings

They all appear the same

I’m feeling kinda funny

Can’t seem to find my way

I know so many people

You have so many faces, names

What have we become?

A silver cloud of dust

You’re just a stranger on a bus

A love so beautiful

A love that just got bust

You, the stranger on a bus

What have we become?

A silver cloud of dust

You’re just a stranger on a bus

A love so beautiful

A love that just got bust

You, the stranger on a bus