Once when I was on the train
I didn't think about anything
I went to sleep
And I didn't dream anything
On the train
A man said, "hi" to me
And I didn't say anything
He asked if he could sit down
And I didn't answer
So he just sat down
He had a big baseball cap
And he pulled it down
Over his eyes
And tried to sleep
I told him I wasn't thinking about anything
He looked at me from under his hat
Then I sneezed
And he didn't say anything
I know what he means
Sometimes it's dumb
When you have to say something
Just cause someone does something
I looked at his outfit
To see if I had any thoughts about it
But I did not
I looked at the window
To see the reflection of the woman
Sitting in front of me
I was spying on her
But I could tell
She would never make me thing of anything
I decided to go to the café car to get a soda
But I didn't
Because I didn't want to squeeze by the man
What if out legs touched?
He would not appreciate that
That is the kind of man he is
My teeth were really grimy
I hadn't brushed that day
I forgot to
You can forget a lot of things
When you are not thinking very much
If you think a lot though
You can remember too many things
It's hard for me to find the right mixture
But the worst thing to do on a train
Is think too much
Trains are terrible places to think
There is not enough room
If the man gets off before me
I might get a soda
If the café car is still open