as i am sat here
sunset and all
crying my eyes out
enter an old man in a suit
tracking down all the trains passing by
glancing at my pathetic self
but leaving me be
the sun does not move
and neither do we
just letting the tears roll down my cheek
as i am small
so is the world
exit the old man in a suit
leaving the trains be
i wipe my eyes
and watch the sun go down
