I was on a train out of Chorley Happy to be sad to be leaving Smalltalking strangers with a great accent Hot and uncomfortable because my super cool leather jacket wasn't breathing.
Lancashire, you've made me think! Actually, trains make me feel pensive. Or was it Mrs Barton? Bumbling and hypersensitive (in a nice way)
"Remain vigilant through your journey" "Do not leave your heart unattended or it may be destroyed" We'll get into Cardiff at zero zero six teen That's technically Friday; there'll be drunks to avoid.
We're past Crewe and I know Younger me made the right decision. The path I sometimes hesitate to follow Is bold, beautiful and scenically inefficient.
It twists and turns, trees stream Past the train's windows The sky looks lovely tonight A candyfloss cloud for each of my woes (only three or four obstruct the sunset and they make it shine all the softer)
Mother of a lover, you said You thought you'd never see me again You often think of me, and will "follow me". Facebook makes it easy to pretend.
I wrote this down on a train journey from Chorley to Cardiff,