Ride the Magic Bus

I once saw an eight colored rainbow
Flowered by a sea of grey clouds
Many a confused bird flew through its rays

A great storm came down upon us
Washing away our pain and despair
It covered us with happiness and joy

Purple colored, sugar coated raindrops
Fell as far as the eye could see
Ghosts from long ago danced upon the road

We traveled across the great land
Flipping a quarter at every junction
Tails took us left, heads took us right

We had a magic bus that sat about twenty
Fools, friends, manic, and merry
Everyone had a seat with a view

Guitars played and music was sang
Smoke filled the empty spaces
Glasses were raised, people danced in the aisles

The song of the rainbow filled our ears
No worries would bring us down
We’d camp at night, eat at morning

Lost summer days, spent together
Our gypsy caravan went from show to show
Pirates of the concert scene