Iron On Blue

On a rattler from Sydney the windows push down, rocking me gently all the way home Streaming the land flashes me by, hushing my body wheels thump the night Cigarette smoke and beer on the stair, laughing men wrestling punching thin air Quietly cheered at life all around, sitting and watching to not utter a sound A Child on the floor having a fit, wanting that lolly and starting to spit !! A ticket collector half asleep, counting the chickens and watching the sheep Tuning out the world fades too, to the clinking and clattering of iron on blue