This low, monotonous sound.
The humming of the bus,
As it churns on, covering ground.
This low monotonous sound,
The solemn lullaby, for the people around..
Conversing with the darkness
Biding time,
Slowly, it begins to caress
Like a lullaby, or a rhyme
This low monotonous sound,
The sole companion
Of the commuters
Of **The night bound