The Ill-Fitting Garibaldis - Bus Spottin' lyrics

Pa**ing away, time doesn't exist anymore Stuck in the hotel, sprawled across the floor Blackness ahead, yet vivid colours I see: Green and red, buses driving over me No sound can be heard, all alone Feeding the thirst up here on my throne Looking down on the people below Each catching buses, but where-to we'll never know One day there's a chance A sound will be heard A taste will be sensed A touch finally felt That day is a million moons from now Yet I'm content in this bubble Bouncing through the streets… No-one notices as they board their buses: Some green, some red - flying high I don't recall a time, when time was there Yet I'm content, here on my own Bus spotting: green and red Red and green