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In a town you’ve never heard of
lives a chap you’ll never know.
He heads to work each morning
at a place you’ll never go.
he weaves between more strangers
before he comes to rest
at a corner no-one sees
then he sits down at his desk.
He does work that you won’t care about
and probably, nor does he,
but he dutifully continues
’til the time that he’s set free.
But by that time it’s dark
and he’s got to get back home
for another hurried evening
just sitting all alone,
Suppressing all his hopes & dreams.
He dare not let it show
But in his sleep he dreams about
a town he’ll never know.
Sometimes I like to assume that others can read minds
So when I’m standing there in front of them, saying that I’m fine
That they’d say to me, now really, you don’t have to pretend.
I can see something is bugging you. Come on, tell me, I’m your friend.
But of course they never say that as of course I never said
As I prefer to leave things simmering and multiplying in my head.