I was happy on the train last night
On my own in the clinic white light
With earphones in and eyes closed
I smiled
Stewing in my loneliness, warm
With the country unraveling, free form
I couldn’t explain why and that was why
I smiled
I counted my problems and found four
Realized they didn’t matter anymore
Because time was on my side
I smiled
Zipping past personal dramas
Speeding past sleeping farmers
Coming back home to my bed
I smiled
I took the long way home that night
Stepping under multicolor street light
Got home and gazed and the ceiling
I smiled
Jun 21, 2011
Jun 21, 2011 at 4:50 PM UTC
I was happy on the train last night
On my own in the clinic white light
With earphones in and eyes closed
I smiled
Stewing in my loneliness, warm
With the country unraveling, free form
I couldn’t explain why and that was why
I smiled
I counted my problems and found four
Realized they didn’t matter anymore
Because time was on my side
I smiled
Zipping past personal dramas
Speeding past sleeping farmers
Coming back home to my bed
I smiled
I took the long way home that night
Stepping under multicolor street light
Got home and gazed and the ceiling
I smiled
