Nightbus, will I make it home tonight? Is it north of the city or is it across the sea? Windows, all I can do is breathe frosty white draperies Neither of us can see. Night sky, when you close your eyes It will be between his and mind like daylight savings time Hours treading up against the tide As the gap grows wide in between space and time Forced strength, like the stops on a subway wall And in the distance the clocktower calls: 3.