Early Birdie

Good evening, shuttle bus, tell me where you’re gonna to take us Someplace that I have never been
It’s chic transportation to new destination
Where I leave my reflection on the glass
I’d ask but we don’t know how far these interstates go Or how deep the city roots go down
In chilly sub-depth railways, the weathered concrete stairways
Provide me with a means of getting home… if I ever leave
On crystal sand
We sleep hand-in-hand
While soothing words
So many sights to see, so wake up like an early birdie
And we’ll get a head-start on the day
Oh, stained-glass sky ways and crowded six-lane highways
If I look back when I begin to leave, will they remember me?
Circuit flights bend the lights
When I am spent
And tour guides make happy brides
Feel heaven-sent
(Good evening, shuttle bus
Tell me where you’re gonna take us)
On crystal sand
We sleep hand-in-hand
While soothing words
On crystal sand
We sleep hand-in-hand
While soothing words
Hover like hummingbirds
(Good evening, shuttle bus
Tell me where you’re gonna take us)