Track 5 of the album Leopold Marsh · 2008

The Last Bus Across the River

“The night bus is the nearest thing I know to a moving cinema, all amber and wet glass. We put a gentle swing under the strings.”

cinematic pop · orchestral pop · easy listening · 3:59

Lyrics

The night bus hums along the avenue
Its windows full of amber, wet and bright
A sleeping student, a nurse in her blue
We're strangers sharing one long ribbon of light

We cross the bridge, the river's black and wide
The city's gold is trembling in the tide
My reflection rides beside me in the glass
Watching all the lonely lamplight pass

Roll on, roll on, last bus across the river
Carry every dreamer safely home
Roll on, roll on, with a steady, humming shiver
No one's ever really all alone
Roll on, roll on, through the midnight and the rain
We'll be fine till morning comes again

The driver hums a tune I almost know
The signal clicks in time with every stop
A baker boards with flour on his sleeve
The first one up before the dawn can drop

Roll on, roll on, last bus across the river
Carry every dreamer safely home
Roll on, roll on, with a steady, humming shiver
No one's ever really all alone
Roll on, roll on, through the midnight and the rain
We'll be fine till morning comes again

Hold the rail and feel the engine sing
The whole wide city breathing in its sleep
Every light that passes is a promise
Every stop a secret we all keep

Roll on, roll on, last bus across the river
Carry every dreamer safely home
Roll on, roll on, with a steady, humming shiver
Now I know I'm never all alone
Roll on, roll on, through the midnight and the rain
Home is waiting, home is just a lane

Roll on, last bus, roll on
Roll on, roll on