Stale coffee, auto map, tired candy, staring back at my ghost and the glare off the residue. Transparent plastic wrap, this could be the only map that I'll need, 'cause I'm much too lost to lose. My duffel bag is stuffed, I'm ready to go. The sun is comming up to melt the snow. I feel fine, for the first time in a long time. I feel fine, for the first time in a while. Trailways.. Bus station, bathroom stall, New Deal mural on the wall. simple life, why did you have to leave? Cathedral ceilings, hold their breath. Ticket takers, are all thats left. As for me, I have noone to meet. My duffel bag is stuffed, I'm ready to go. The sun is comming up to melt the snow. I feel fine, for the first time in a long time. I feel fine, for the first time in a while. Trailways.. Bossa nova, downtown beat, Ipenemas calling me, and the girl I used to love is gone. I look around me and see my soul, sleeping restless in every row. All at once, and im glad im not alone My duffel bag is stuffed, we're ready to go. The sun is comming up to melt the snow. I feel fine, for the first time in a long time. I feel fine, for the first time in a while. I feel fine, for the first time in a while. I feel fine, for the first time in a while. Trailways...