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Twenty Seven Strangers - Villagers
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Twenty Seven Strangers Villagers

Twenty Seven Strangers - Villagers
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
And 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
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