The sky is a dark shade of gray,
it looks like it's going to rain,
I try to say intelligent words,
but it is all in vain,
the wind caresses me,
emotions are flooding my brain,
I just get carried away,
on life's never ending train,
and where this train will take me I don't know,
but it will be fun to see the show...
What is my head now,
but wind that stands still
wheels under a piece of cow,
or water inside an automobile.