Randomly arriving as they please
Some loudly screaming
Others whisper like a breeze
They’ll never knock
They just waltz in and take the floor
It makes no difference
If you’ve tried to bar your door

You’re waiting for a bus?
Well, here’s a train
You never know what’s coming for you
‘Round the bend
The trips begone before you know it
You’re on your way
You turn your back
And still you find
The view of yesterday

I never thought I’d ever get to meet you
You died before I even knew
That you were real
A visit quite surprising
Yet so pleasing
I woke up wiser
And knew I’d take this deal

You’re waiting for a bus?
Well, here’s a train
You never know what’s coming for you
‘Round the bend
The trips begone before you know it
You’re on your way
You turn your back
And still you find
The view of yesterday

Late and in the dark
They’ll make you sweat and fight
A boom boom pounding heart.
A silent afternoon
You’ll stare for hours
At a someone you once knew

You’re waiting for a bus?
Well, here a train
You never know what’s coming for you
‘Round the bend
The trips begone before you know it
You’re on your way
You turn your back
And still you find
The view of yesterday

Lyrics© Susan von Magius