Bus Ride & Carsick Video (MV)

Down where the road turns
And the buildings grow high like rockets
Shooting into the sky, in the countryside
In the black night the abandoned barn in the first light;
That's where I saw it
Early November pack your bags
Remember the whisper and throw it back
Look for an answer, don't throw up
Bus ride and carsick and lovesick; that's when I felt it
Thank you darling for being my friend
Next year this time, I'll see you again
Like everyone else, I was asking myself
"where's my little place in the world?"
It was getting harder, I was lost for words
Hell, I was counting every syllable
How can I tell you how sorry I am
Not being there for you when you came to a conclusion
About everything that meant something
It's strange how I turned into you
But thank you darling for being a friend
Next year this time, I'll see you again
Climb the top of the tallest tree and look for me -
Down where the road turns, that's where I'll be
Back in that small-town where the stupid is king,
Smart kiss the ground
"kid, do you have to make such a fuzz about
That you don't like it here?"
No, but still - yes, I mean to blow you away
You can have it
I don't want it
I don't want to stay