Zoning out on the passenger bus
Forgiving time amidst the rush
Filthy seat covers teasing us
and the broken lights adding on
And though the fear would never begone
The mist trying to thin in
for the feelings you summoned

Bottles, they're so easy
for a cap could seal them in place
and the water remains untouched
and spilling out is never a thought
Emotions, they're so different
for the vessel has nothing to block
and the fear of leakage is always persistent
for the feelings you summoned

Half-eyed awareness
resting in on your brownish-black hair
and the dusty glass window
blowing out cold humid air
The green-eyed jealous people
waiting there for so much long
wish they'd all get a chunk of
the feelings you summoned

Now this is where I get off
for I've got some errands to run
but you can keep my bottle 'cause
maybe it's where it belongs
Our ways to life are different
I walk and you probably run
We part now but I thank you for
the feelings you summoned.