Leonard Cohen: The Bus

26 March 2018

I was the last passenger of the day,
I was alone on the bus,
I was glad they were spending all that money
just getting me up Eight Avenue.
Driver! I shouted, it's you and me tonight,
let's run away from this big city
to a smaller city more suitable to the heart,
let's drive past the swimming pools of Miami Beach
you in the driver's seat, me several seats back,
but in the racial cities we'll change places
so as to show how well you've done up North
and let us find ourselves some tiny American fishing village
in unknown Florida
and park right at the edge of the sand,
a huge bus pointing out,
metallic, painted, solitary,
with New York plates.
Leonard Cohen
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