Greyhound Bound for Anywhere

V1:
She takes the last pills from her pocket
Dumps them down the bathroom drain
Traces a heart on the foggy glass
Then crosses out the name
She hides her tears with sunglasses
Moves her scarf to cover the bruise
She strides to the last seat on the bus
Asks, “Mind if I sit next to you?”

CH:
On a Greyhound bound for anywhere
Running away from the pain
On a Greyhound bound for anywhere
In the cold December rain

V2:
There’s a patch sewn on his backpack
For a friend lost in Afghanistan
A tan line around his finger
Where there used to be a wedding band
He quips, “I got two weeks severance
And not much left to lose
It’s my best chance to blow this town
Before I blow the rest on booze”

CH:
On a Greyhound bound for anywhere
Trying to start over again
On a Greyhound bound for anywhere
In the cold December rain

BR:
After some hours swapping stories, when the rain turns to snow
He says, “My life is like a snowglobe that never settles down
That war knocked it off the mantle and batted it around"
She says, “Maybe if I make it through this flood of pain
I’ll find it’s carved a deeper channel to hold love again”

CH:
On a Greyhound bound for anywhere
Christmas lights begin to glow
On a Greyhound bound for anywhere
In the cold December snow

V3:
In a café by the transfer station
As far as he was going to go
They share another a cup of coffee
After making angels in the snow
He says, “It’s funny how the world seems new
With all the hard parts smoothed in white”
He hugs her goodbye awkwardly
And steps into the night

CODA:
(Whoa, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, whoa, oh oh...)

She says, “driver wait a minute”
As she bounds out the door
She calls out his name
But he can’t hear her through the storm
She runs out of breath
Trudging fast as she can
She scribbles numbers on a napkin
And presses it into his hand