Greyhound

detroit the city puking fire as i go
puking fire as i go, face pressed against the window
outside the window it is snowy, grey & gritty
snowy grey & gritty, detroit the city
getting chased out of town by the greyhound bus

between you and me i've got this funny feeling
i've got this feeling, this sinking ship that's reeling
the reeling ship is sinking & we're all up to our knees
oh yes we're all up to our knees
between you and me
getting chased out of town on the greyhound bus

the shadows cast on me by the weather overhead
come in two kinds, distracting dreams or anxious dread
dread, dark premonitions, deep distraction dreams
& any make it kind of hard to see
what are we pushing?
our luck?
where are we headed?
is that a place you can get to on the bus?