Inspiration can come in several ways
Sometimes there's nothing for 3 or 4 days
No words or poems, no lyrics or rhymes
Though I look at my notepads hundreds of times
I see scribbled out verses or lyrics I hate
Lines about love or friendship or fate
But today I have nothing, I've just drawn a blank
The folks on the train the ones you should thank
As everyone's quiet there all so behaved
Even a smile someone has braved
No one is standing we all got a seat
No body pushing or standing on feet
No dullards no weirdos not a moaner or creep
Who am I kidding, I just fell asleep.
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