Notes on the train.

The sleepy winter of my soul has taken me into a dream state.

I pass through lights in this train, I admire them.

I see them fading in the black of the night.

Train stops, lights awake me, but it's only temporary.

Soon the journey will continue in the darkness of this night.

Country outside, people happily talking in front of me.

I fake indifference, I am too good at it.

Nothing can change me, nothing can make me feel good.

Because I live in the long dark winter night. 

..I wanna jump down...