First Bus Home

[Verse 1] I left with the sky still shut A receipt in my fist The last glass of the night Still cold on my wrist A conductor at the door Counted change by touch Coins clicked in his palm Like he’d done this too much [Pre-Chorus] And the city blinked awake One window at a time Bakery shutters shook loose From the dark and their lines [Chorus] The first bus home The first bus home I found my seat And let the morning show The first bus home The first bus home Not running away Just letting things go slow [Verse 2] Blue light on empty seats Wore a clean, thin face My reflection in the glass Could not keep its place It trembled when the turns came Then it held me still Past a man with folded paper Past a hill of milk A woman near the front Tied her scarf in a knot We did not speak a word Still, I knew what I got [Pre-Chorus] Not a win, not a fall Just a road that leads Past the baker’s warm breath Past the dragging of keys [Chorus] The first bus home The first bus home I found my seat And let the morning show The first bus home The first bus home Not running away Just letting things go slow [Bridge] By the time we crossed the bridge The sky had split in two I watched my face come clear In the window’s bruise-blue hue Whatever stayed behind Could wait where it began I was not broken by the night I was still becoming, then [Final Chorus] The first bus home The first bus home I found my seat And chose the morning slow The first bus home The first bus home Not running away I’m choosing where I go