6:45 Bus Ride

I had to write some lyrics for my Creative Writing class, and I kind of like them and kind of don't.

It's 6:45am

The sky is ashy blue

I"m trying to think about

Everything but you

Ice cold window panes

With headlights shining though

Everything I see today

Reminds me of you

The bus is full of faces

That I've seen but I don't know

All going to the same place

But without a place to go

My notice of your absence

Has got me sinking low

I guess it's true what they say

That you reap what you sow

It's 6:45 am

I start the day with you

11:20pm

I see you at lunch, too

2:35pm

You're coming home with me

6:45pm

You're not here, but you're all I see

The bus is full of faces

That I've seen but I don't know

All going to the same place

But without a place to go

My notice of your absence

Has got me sinking low

I guess it's true what they say

That you reap what you sow

You're not here, but you're all I see

(You reap what you sow) 

You're not here, but you're all I see

(You reap what you sow) 

You're not here, but you're all I see

(You reap what you sow) 

Author's Note

Please review :)

Reviews

[The Nude Writer]

Deep thoughts. I think it is good :)

[Somebrownnerd]

This would make a beautiful song. Very creative flow, and I love the chorus. Keep it up!

[Wolfwind]

The pulse and flow of this piece is wonderful! It's got the emotional vibe at just a nice even level and the repetition in the lines works really well at stressing the strongest thoughts of the song.
I could see this as a slow balad of some sort on a guitar.

Enjoyable ink to read!
Aaron

[Chemical Kitten]

Thanks! I'm actually working on a guitar part for them.

[Wolfwind]

Awesome! May your creativity continue to shine.