Boys and Buses

Chasing Ghosts: Love and Life's Departures
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Lyrics

I had a broken heart and a broken heel

Feeling emotionally hurt and physically hindered

And a break down when those big old wheels

Experiencing a breakdown when the large wheels left

Left with him and left me in a cloud of deep old dust

Left behind in a cloud of dust after someone departed

She was sitting there

Refers to another woman present in the scene

With her beehive hair

Descriptive of the woman's hairstyle

And said, "Honey, that's a waste of good mascara."

The woman consoles and suggests not ruining makeup over it

She handed me a pink Kleenex

Offers a tissue as a gesture of comfort

And I'll never forget what she said next,

Highlights the impactful advice that follows


"Boys and buses got a lot in common

Comparing boys and buses, drawing parallels

They both pick up speed when you

Both accelerate when you attempt to halt them

Try to stop 'em

Efforts to stop them are futile

You could waste your breath

Expressing the futility of trying to change their course

You could scream and cuss 'em

Continuing the idea of fruitless pursuit

But there's no use chasing after boys and buses."

Concluding that chasing after them is pointless


She said, "Some leave with a guitar case,

Different outcomes for different individuals

And some wind up at an army base,

Varied destinations or paths taken by people

And some make out much under the hood,

Implies intimate moments in unexpected places

And some roll it on out to Hollywood.

Some pursue dreams in Hollywood

But the cost is lost when the ticket's bought

Emphasizes the inevitability of consequences

And you can't catch what don't wanna be caught

Things resistant to capture or change

But when those tail lights start to dim

Symbolizes departing opportunities

There's another one coming right around the bend 'cause

New opportunities always arise


Boys an buses got a lot in common

Reiterating similarities between boys and buses

They both pick up speed when you

They gain momentum when resisted

Try to stop 'em

Reemphasizes their resistance to restraint

You could waste your breath

Actions to stop them are ineffective

You could scream and cuss 'em

Continues the theme of futile attempts

But there's no use chasin' after boys and buses

Finalizes the idea of chasing being futile


Sometimes love and transportation

Comparing love to modes of transportation

Will spin their wheels and keep you waiting

They might stall or delay progress

But anytime you think you've missed it,

Patience often leads to a reappearance of opportunities

Just give it ten or fifteen minutes.

Hopeful perspective suggesting things will come around


Boys and buses got a lot in common

Reiterating the similarities between boys and buses

They both pick up speed when you

They resist being stopped

Try to stop 'em

Continuing the theme of resistance to control

You could waste your breath

Efforts to halt them are ineffective

You could scream and cuss 'em

Reiterating the futility of chasing after them

But there's no use chasing after boys and buses

Concludes the idea of chasing being pointless

Yeah, there's no use chasing after boys and buses."

Restates the futility of chasing boys and buses

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