Richmond Fontaine - Ft.Lewis lyrics

2 hours on a bus from Ft. Lewis, Washington He sits behind two women with flowing hair And laughing voices He gets caught in such anxiety that his legs shake He looks around but no one sees And in the dim light with a pocket knife pressed into his hand Blood flows down onto the ground And in the dim light pa**ing billboards blur from sight 2 hours on a bus from Ft. Lewis, Washington His direction even less known than when he joined But 4 days is 4 days is 4 days free And in the dim light, with a pocket knife pressed into his hand Blood flows down onto the ground And in the dim light pa**ing billboards blur from sight