The man at the train station

The man squints under the sunlight
He tries to remember what he dreamt last night
Shaking his head he
returns to the platform, but he
keeps looking up hoping for more
things to come his way 'cause he
sees strangers every day
greets strangers every day
and he can't escape or find a way
to get out of the uneventful life that
he
leads everyday
sweeping the dust
scrubbing any rust
dreaming is a must
so that he goes on without a sigh
as tomorrow, he
returns to where he left off today
and starts again.