Trains Pass By (Ove Ritola)

This old man, he likes to climb a hill Every day at 10 past 5 He likes to wave to the people In the train that passes by I guess then he's less lonely And even a bit less sad Waving to the grandchildren Of the friends that he once had This old woman, she still lives In the house where she was born She likes to move the furniture around Imitating living's score I guess then she's less lonely And a little bit stronger Distracting ghosts from their routine chores For a little while longer This young kid on the 11th floor Hasn't got a thing to do Hasn't got a thing to talk about Hasn't got a thing to prove He wears his red cap backwards Black eyes fixed on the TV screen Sedated by its strobelight blues There ain't a thing he hasn't seen