Journey By Train

Body lashed on the train bench like a cold steel pole in winter Dead tired, covered with dirt I only wake up when i hear that the wheels and rails have stopped hugging My wrinkles are covert by these clothes filled with cement. Hair falling like the leaves in autumn A man has got to do everything for his family One couple on the side cold and cuddling, i bet they are still reminiscing about yesterday when they were just teens. I on the other hand sit covered with dust, tired with my gray hair falling like tomorrows rain.