The windows on the bus are foggy and splattered with rain.
The windows on the bus are as foggy as my brain.
My fingers, the cool glass touch,
I look out, I can’t see much.
But through the fog and through the rain it flashes over and over again
OPEN OPEN OPEN
In bright orange, over and over
OPEN OPEN OPEN
Mind.
Don’t fast-forward, you can’t rewind.
OPEN OPEN OPEN *
Heart.
Your life is waiting, just press start.
OPEN OPEN OPEN
Time to move forward and forget your fear,
OPEN OPEN OPEN*
Could the signs be any more clear?