Catching the fast train straight to despair
Upfront coach, seat number zero
Starting point of a new life
New aims, high expectations
They guy sitting next to me stinks
Is this the smell of my life?
A smiling bird stares at me
Her back-turning pal too
Sometimes just a smile gives high hopes
Socially unable to speak up my mind
Am I like the sleeping one in front of me?
Is my future waiting to be woken up ?
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