Boys and Buses
Chasing Ghosts: Love and Life's Departures
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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