Owl City - Early Birdie
Good evening, shuttle bus! Tell me where you re going to take us
…Someplace that I have never been
It s chic transportation to new destination
where I leave my reflection on the glass
I d ask but we don t know how far these interstates go
Or how deep the city roots go down
In chilly sub-depth railways the weathered concrete stairways
provide me with a means of getting home… if I ever leave
On crystal sand, we sleep hand-in-hand
While soothing words hover like hummingbirds
