passenger

every wave is crashing into dawn's last call

the foamy rays shine though the break at the rocks

the table's set, the dinner bell, the glutton has began his feast

the floating table on the sunken ship contains, consumes the glutton's greed.

i'm gonna take the water bus as far as she goes

i'm leaving now, to find the crowds, perhaps a place i can call home.

i have no map, but i have the stars to guide me as the sailors do,

    but i'm on a bus, bound by routes, i paid my fare, now where to?

the waves come crashing overboard as indecision fills the room,

a sinking ship, a floating wreck, the current's bound to take me soon.

 i'm just a passenger, a passenger, a passenger of you