How did he let himself fall? I used to think he had it all.
When you see the bigger picture its the ones who…
Well there are not the worker ants but the soldier ants.
Everyone who gets up every morning,
Standing on the platform in uniform, everyday.
And how ive tried but its a struggle just to stay alive,
Just like this train on the right track..
Takes me back to when i was a little girl and i…
used to think that they were all mugs..
But they are not and it was us. All along..
I thought that i would never want to belong..
to the "Rat Race"
Just another face on the train, one of these, not me- please.
But now i see its the bravest person you can be.
An upstanding member of society, a pillar of the community..
Means alot to me finally.. luckly i saved myself from being just like him..

;0)