We sit on the train together

We sit on the train together We nap, we read, we write We gaze out the window  In wonder and delight We sit on the train together We snack and, often, feast On pasta, panini, Marias For half the journey at least We lie and sprawl when we can As often we're quite hung And sometimes rush to chunked That's just what happens when you're young We takes snaps of each other When someone's falling asleep  Cos it's pretty goddam funny When they're falling off the seat We chat a lot, of course To each other and whoever I feel sorry for the stranger We're pretty intense altogether  And then we play makeup  When we're feeling unattractive  We have hours on this train We need to be proactive  We sit on the train together Three travelers, three Aussies, three mates Where will we go next, you say Well who knows what life creates