Track 5 of the EP Last Day, Lights Low · 2023
Night Bus Across the City, Sunrise Upstairs
by Moth Static
“The closer, riding from the river to the hill with the sunrise upstairs. It's the most we've ever sounded like a band in a car.”
dream pop · dream pop · synth pop · 4:59
Lyrics
The night bus crosses the city From the river to the hill Upstairs at the very front seat Where the whole wide world is still The streetlights slide like lanterns Down the window in the rain And every stop is a small hello And we roll on once again Ride on, ride on, the morning's on its way Upstairs on the night bus as the sky turns gold and grey Ride on, ride on, we're all heading home Nobody in particular, and none of us alone A nurse with her sleeping shoulder A baker with flour on his sleeve A kid with a guitar case Who has somewhere to believe We trade a little silence Like a kindness on the stair And the city starts to blush a bit With the sunrise in the air Ride on, ride on, the morning's on its way Upstairs on the night bus as the sky turns gold and grey Ride on, ride on, we're all heading home Nobody in particular, and none of us alone The last stop is a doorway With a light left on for me The bus pulls off behind us Like a ship out on the sea Ride on, ride on, the morning's on its way Upstairs on the night bus as the sky turns gold and grey Ride on, ride on, we're all heading home Nobody in particular, and none of us alone Ride on, ride on We're all heading home