A Night-Time Journey
Trains are bubbles
Cross sections of society
Full of drunks
Asleep and definitely awake
The weary commuter
On the way home after pulling a long shift
Tourists and people of leisure
Watching the world race by
Past the Olympic Stadium
The high rise towers of the city
The dark expanse of the countryside
It makes you feel small
And yet honoured to be a part of a country so great.