Story Behind The Song
seeing a woman on a bus
| Song Length |
3:52 |
Genre |
Folk - Contemporary, New Age - Contemporary |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Eileen
She's not really forward
but her hair's in a turban on a bus
and she's gotten so talkative to strangers
it's unusual...
" that's a cowlick you have " she says as she paints her lips red
beyond the borders of a missing smile...
In the streets of a safe and sunny morning
she sells packages of gauze
and treats the coming storm
to company and tea
nothing's quite as funny as it used to be
there's an emptiness she's found
like she was never home.
She paints treadmills in her garden
she washed out the stones
she's not certain she'll get out of here alive, alone...
windows are a portion of what she sees and what she guesses
and out of everything she's looking for
the sirens and the watches grow...
In the streets of a safe and sunny morning
she sells packages of gauze
and treats the coming storm
to company and tea...
nothing's quite as funny as it used to be
there's an empiness she's found
like she was never home.