Spitting out exhaust fumes, a hungry bus is on its way;
It will take you to the destination of your dreams – how ’bout it?
If you have a paper on which you’ve written everything you strongly desire,
I hear you can use it as a passenger ticket. At least that’s what I’ve heard.
We all struggle to be first. We form a line.
Everyone’s eyes are shining, even my friends; what should I do?
Whether they’re things you strongly desire, or just things that randomly came to mind,
At the very least, you can use them for fare.
Move! Out of the way! We’re going to miss it! What’s the passenger limit?!
This can’t be happening! If I miss this one, how long will I have to wait?
Hey, wait a second! Let me on first!
Hey, you’re probably not wishing for anything big anyway!
With a dull howl, having overeaten, the bus starts to move…
There was even some schmuck persuaded by tears to give up his spot in line.
It’s been transporting us for a few hours now, and I hear there’s a transfer;
The next bus will appear after nightfall.
What? It’s gone! It’s not here either! Why is my passenger ticket missing?!
This isn’t right… the sun begins to set and I still haven’t found it.
Ah, wait a sec! Let me on this one too!
Hey! Don’t go putting your briefcase in that open seat!
No, this isn’t it! This isn’t it either! No!
I can’t find my Proof of Humanity! This isn’t right… I don’t exist!
Crap, I’ll have to sneak on…
Ah, wait a sec! I think I want to get off here after all!
Hey, this isn’t the kind of life I wanted! What I wanted was—…
Ah, just let me go! I got on without knowing!
But it looks like you won’t stop just to let me off!
I made a wish to always maintain a strong desire,
‘Cause I don’t ever want to see what lies beyond those dreams.