I live beside the railway tracks I can't abide human contact I watch the trains go back and forth From north to south, from south to north Sometimes I catch a fleeting glimpse A grey moustache, a pale blue rinse A laughing child, a lovers' kiss I turn my eyes away from this I like to watch the usual things They bring me joys things To mount of peace and picture frame I'll finish these and start again I live beside the railway tracks I can't abide human contact I watch the trains go back and forth From north to south, from south to north Sometimes I catch a fleeting glimpse A grey moustache, a pale blue rinse A laughing child, a lovers' kiss I turn my eyes away from this