As the night falls over Essen
ten complete strangers cuddle up next to each other
Waiting for a bus that never seems to arrive
Telling each other strange and sweet stories
About ten very different lives
Watching out for each other
Making sure that no one gets left behind
Almost thinking we have been forgotten
We consider hi-jacking a drive
Work and cousins -lovers, mothers
Are waiting for us to arrive
After hours in the coldness in our social micro bubble we thrive
That finally bursts with tears and laughter
As our coach‘s lights approach the station
And we return again to ten very different lives
kunst darbieten und erleben