Summer trip

Last time a dream. Now a true story.

I am in that train back home. Keep 'staring out that dirty window'. And this song comes outta the mp3 player. I suddenly realise we're at the city of 'the star I used to wish on'. Then I hear 'Somewhere Out There Is The Future That I Once Thought Had Passed Me By '. Keep Smiling. Keep being so damn sure.