I’m on this bus tonight
On this earthly muddy road I am
I ran, I ran into the night
I’m on this bus tonight
To my love, who was lost in the flight
Vanished into the night
For al the love I expected
And to all who can relate to that
For the happiness I projected
On that crooked road at sunset
Enjoyed reading the first two stanzas aloud; the rhythm, the flow — music. Oh, and the second stanza is tragic indeed.