22 May 2012
As I sit here watching, Every face that goes by, I see a million stories, Told by a million lives,
Each and every one diverse, Each one an odyssey, And as I look, one by one, They all look back at me,
I wonder if they're thinking, Exactly the same thing, Wondering what my story is, Well, where do I begin?
Then they start to wander off, Off to live their lives, As this story never ends, Days just keep going by,
Oh my trains here...off I go!
Travel • Opuss № I