How easy the train station becomes a second home
The ramp to the platform as grand an entryway as any
The boarding dock an open and endless hearth
And once this happens this meandering city
And let’s not kid ourselves, if you’ve ever been here you know
Escondido to Oceanside is all one place, it bleeds one house to the next
The separation is for bureaucracy's sake, convenience
But it never ceases from point A to B
It turns to yours all at once then.
Streets and side shops are just more rooms of delights for the guests to enjoy
Wonders to parse, the rich man has no clue what even all he owns anymore
Just that it is his