Hopped on a Greyhound bus
Changing new surroundings was a must
The Greyhound bus was its exhaust and us
The bus changed highways to a dusty road
To my surprise, the open space in behold
Dust was flying all over the place
Our picture view windows casted scenery of erase
Nonetheless moving from the town from within
This will be a new start from then
The Greyhound dog is all stretched out wide
It’s me in the Greyhound bus with no where to hide
Looking forward to9 arriving at my destination stop
It is only second with a mire hop
The dust that is behind is known as dust
It’s nighttime so headlights are a must
The dirt road with my stop around the bend
Later my trip will finally come to an end.