Song Description

Using the metaphor of a busride, the singer realizes that he's just another nameless faceless blob going on into nowhere with no purpose and no destination. The real joy and purpose in life is found in the walk. Choosing your direction and taking steps to

Lyrics

Hangin' in the corner waiting for the next bus to come, carry me somewhere
I was so, so tired of walking, wherever it was going, you know I really didn't care
The bus came I climbed on board. Joined all the other empty lifeless faces
From years of traveling blind to their ambition, destitute and aimless.

We were packed like cotton balls in a jar of Tylenol. I couldn't find an empty seat.
Seemed odd that there could be so many people contented with accepting defeat
Glancing out the window pane I caught a glimpse of my reflection
A turnabout abruptly came: This bus was going in the wrong directlion! And that's when...

I found my feet on a one way ride to nowhere, now I'm walking again
I found my feet, stepped outside into the light, now I'm walking again
And it feels good.

I ran up to the drive and said, "Hey, hit the brakes! This is where I get off!"
Then turned back with an open invitation for anyone to join before all hope was lost.
A man said "Count me in. This commuter line is giving me the blues.
But before we begin my friend, let me change into another pair of shoes."
And I waited...
(Chorus)
It doesn't get much easier. Sometimes takes everything I've got and more.
But I'll just keep on walking, knowing what I'm walking toward,
What I'm walking for.

Every little baby step I take is leading me closer to you
Every new discovery that I make is telling me, "Boy, you need to broaden your view..."
(Chorus)