as we go on our way

The wheels keep turning on this incessant bus
its the same every day
The sickly yellow light cast upon my skin
The tired faces sick of the early hours and long rides
As we go on our way
The wheels continue to turn
Black smoke spewed from its mechanic mouth
As the wheels continue to turn
We continue the day to day routine
After a while you lose track of time...
Lost in an unknown place how long has it been
What year?
What month?
How many days?
Do I waste on this incessant bus
As it goes on its way
The wheels keep on turning
Wasting my time away