Twenty Seven Strangers - Villagers

Lyrics by：Conor J O'Brien

Composed by：Conor J O'Brien

Produced by：Tommy McLaughlin/Conor J O'Brien

The bus was late

And forced us all to congregate

Twenty-seven strangers

Made to stand and wait

The time went by

The sun went down

A baby cried

I just stood in line

But there is no cue

No stage hand saying what to do

And you are me

And I am you

The bus it came

Everybody loaded in

Twenty-seven strangers

In a moving can

The fluorescent light

Doubled everyone inside

The baby's face reflected

In the shopfronts in the sky

But faces change

And rules they all get rearranged

And photographs

All fade away

The bus broke down

At the graveyard on the edge of town

Twenty-seven strangers

Separate without a sound

So I walked home

Just feeling nothing on my own

Noticing that tree of yours

I've been watching it grow

So that's why I'm late

My dearest one what can I say

And tomorrow it could be the same

When I do it all again