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Mar 2014
Whence he came a bus driver 
he'd always have somewhere to be. 
Somewhere to go
Whence he came a bus driver 
noone would ever have to know 
He'd never be lost and alone 
Driving down the road 
He once called home 
But alas he is once again there 
Imagining the midnight fair 
His bus got warm 
Whence outside was windy 
His bus was cold 
Her name was Sindy
The street of which they ruled 
King and queen they had ever'one fooled 
He swore he'd never again drive lost 
Down that road that cost
For whence he came a bus driver 
He'd always have somewhere to be 
He wouldnt have time 
To get lost in the rhyme 
Of the king and queen to be 
He loved her so 
But whence she saw his show 
She coughed and ran 
She laughed and span 
And kissed his love to be 
After that day he swore 
He'd never drive the street 
For if he killed another
If he trapped their feet just under 
The wheels on his bus burnt umber 
If they were lost in games 
And his bus slipped on the rain 
Life could not go on 
On their empty lonely street
He knew he'd change another
Possibly **** his lover
Down that empty lonely street
He'd forget about their show 
And nobody would know
Whence he came a bus driver
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imaginary reality
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