Lyric

Cold bench, pale breath

Paper cup in my hand

Empty road, wet edge

Sky still holding sand

A bus stop glow

On my sleeve and shoe

One streetlamp fading

And I’m fading too

Then the dark starts thinning

At the rim of town

Something in the silence

Lifts me off the ground

Bus Stop Before Dawn

I keep my place

Bus Stop Before Dawn

I wait for grace

Bus Stop Before Dawn

The light will come

Bus Stop Before Dawn

A new day hums

Bird tone in the fields

Like a thread pulled tight

Kantele in the air

Turns the blue to light

I was lost in winter

Now I hear my name

Not a door wide open

Just a spark of change

Then the dark starts thinning

At the rim of town

Something in the silence

Lifts me off the ground

Bus Stop Before Dawn

I keep my place

Bus Stop Before Dawn

I wait for grace

Bus Stop Before Dawn

The light will come

Bus Stop Before Dawn

A new day hums

Hands in my coat sleeves

Heart still, almost

Every little ending

Makes room for a coast

I can feel it nearing

Soft as breath and bone

I was only waiting

Now I’m coming home

Bus Stop Before Dawn

I keep my place

Bus Stop Before Dawn

I meet the change

Bus Stop Before Dawn

The light will come

Bus Stop Before Dawn

A new day hums