I am a passenger
on a greyhound bus
the diesel smokes my heart
 
I am alive with the hum
 
There burns a kudzu field
to the west of town
when it sparks the sky
 
I am on fire in my head
 
I drove a long ways off
into the countryside
she's in a summer dress
 
You were the light in my eyes
 
The bridge is rusting
the bridge is rusting
the bridge is rusting
 
I met a simple boy
with a tethered dog
he was the solace kid
 
I rose like fire to blue sky