on my way home

waiting

i wait for the shuttle

surrounded by cars,
but I can't hear any engines going

surrounded by people,
but I can't hear a word their saying
they move their lips,
but nothing
i can't hear a thing

Hey ! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey ! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand
Vanished from my hand
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.

the shuttle stops in front of me,
i'm the first in line
the door opens

i believe he said something,
he looked straight at me
and he moved his lips

him, sitting behind the wheel,
wearing a navy blue sweatshirt

Hey ! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey ! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

i make my way to the back of the shuttle,
i take a seat
and fix my eyes on the people seating next to me

footsteps
i should hear footsteps,
but i don't
i don't hear people's shoes hit the rubber floor

Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels
To be wanderin'
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way
I promise to go under it.

I see you sitting in front of me,
but I can't hear your breathing,

the shuttle starts moving
the wheels are moving underneath me,
but i can't hear them,
i know that i am moving because i can see the landscape change

i see trees where there should be bushes,
and bushes where there should be buildings

wait

somebody taps me on the shoulder,
what are they saying?
i couldn't hear him

Hey ! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey ! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

he gestures "pull the cord"
okay
i pull the cord
a smile

if i keep still,
i can hear myself breathing
i can hear inside of me,
but i can't hear outside of me

i hear myself,
i can't hear you

i hear myself

i hear myself,
but i see you

i see you smiling
and having a conversation

i see you wearing sunglasses
even when the sun is not out

i see you clutching your book bag
every time the bus stops a little too abruptly

what is it with you,
why are you looking at your shoes,

look up
look up

surrounded by people,
and i can't hear a thing
what does it sound like to be surrounded by people
it should be loud
words should be intertwining and mixing together
but nothing

Though you might hear laughin', spinnin' swingin' madly across the sun
It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facin'
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're
Seein' that he's chasing.

Hey ! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey ! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

the shuttle stops
we all file into a single line
and exit the shuttle

so uniform
so orderly
even when we try not to be

i step out
and

the parking lot is a bit scary sometimes
i like not being able to hear the silence
silence can get scary often

twenty steps can feel so long
is there somebody lurking behind me

the light is an opaque orange,
it leads to the street

i am glad i can't hear a thing,
i can see the bushes rustling,
but i'm afraid to hear them
i expect something terrible to jump out

i don't want to hear the leaves rustling in the wind,
i rather listen to the sound in my ear

Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.

Hey ! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey ! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

concentrate on the music,
forget your surroundings
you are almost home

i open the front door,
it smells like rats and wet wood,
home sweet home.