It is always on time
Stage to stage for its passengers
The conductor knows them all
The driver knows their destinations
Everyone therein sits with great comfort
Positioned to their respective seats
In low tones you'll hear people talk
As the bus grips the road smoothly
Another morning comes
And at my departure stage I stand
A little while here it comes,the bus
My nerves sure to arrive safe
From passengers we no longer were
But brothers and sisters we became
The bus ferried and knew its own
Passengers being adopted and adapted
Am waiting for the bus
Am sure its on my way
It knows my destination
And am certain to be there on time
..the bus..
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