Somewhere To Be

the vagrants around me snore and speak words so loud it causes my seat to shiver the folk music licks my ears as i hum along the dismal monotony of building upon building passes my eyelids cars...flying by outside my window...going somewhere...all somewhere... i am but a flicker of memory upon each and every car going somewhere and of each vagrant who's voices are disrupting the folk of my music my window has fogged over now, so i guess i'm staying for the ride...somewhere.