Chilling To: Massive Attack - 'Better Things'

This morning, a coach filled with uniformed military (or police) personnel pulled up beside the bus I was in, and then away.

I glanced out my window, in the back row of the bus, at the occupants of the coach, but every single one was either asleep or staring straight ahead - all except the one in the back row.

He was looking at occupants in my bus, then he saw me looking at him looking at me.

The look I gave him begged, Please get me out of this.