i had a vision oncenon the super chiefngod sat smilingnin the dining carnand when i meet someoneni long to talk of thisnand all the crazy thingsnthat make us what we arenninstead we'll chatnof this and thatnof politicsnfavorite flicksnand california wineni'm awkwardnand i balknat such inconsequential talknhey by the waynwhat's your sign?nnnew rooms new roomsni hate new roomsni never knownwhat i will findni ring the bellnthinking what the hellnthen i chicken outnand change my mindnand just as i'mnabout to leaventhe door is opened widenthen with pounding pulsenand sweating palmsni find myself insidennnew rooms new roomsni hate new roomsni never knownjust where to lookni go to a shelfnget hold of myselfnand pretend to readna boring booknas though my lifendepends on itnwhat made me come tonight?nafraid no one will talk to menafraid someone mightnnand then we'll chatnof this and thatnof politicsnfavorite flicksnand california wineni'm awkwardnand i balknat such inconsequential talknhey by the waynwhat's your signnnthe other nightnanother new roomnfeeling caughtnand cramped for spacena hand touched minentimid and finenbut when i turnednto see his facentoo many images interferedntoo many people pressednbut someone feltnthe same as indumb and dispossessednsomeone elsenis lonely tonat least we knownwe're not uniquenperhaps some timenin another new roomnwe'll meet againnand speaknof all the crazy thingsnthat make us what we arengod sat smilingnin the dining car...