Yellow: day 1

Yellow and green, yellow and green
one week to go, that’s what I mean
Off up in the air, and over the sea
time off work, will work for me
Five more journeys, left to endure
can I move along? Why of course, Sir
Sat all around, versions of two
grown up kids, off to the zoo
People to see, places to plough
time is the essence, future is now
Into the mix, people are seen
reading a book, part of a machine
Seats are taken, only room to stand
jump on board, please take my hand
Back in the past, green all the way
everywhere concrete, it's all just so grey!
With one more shove, the train arrives
releasing it's passengers into their lives.

Yellow: day 2

Yellow and black, yellow and black
house was robbed, left in a sack
Spoke to the Police, wasted our time
they can’t help, just minor crime
Struggled to sleep, I really did try
now it’s light, I want to cry
I can not think, of going away
the same journey, a different day
Some friendly faces, others are foes
are they thinking? well nobody knows
Are they thieves, dressed in a suit
living a lie, with my precious loot
So many people; such little soul
like flocks of lambs, led to a cull
Papers are turned, metronomic in beat
no room to stretch, keep hidden those feet!
But hurrah the train, no stopping it please
delivers its cargo sweating like cheese.

 
Yellow: day 3

Yellow and red, yellow and red
life in ruins, trouble ahead
Carefully laid plans, fallen off track
how do i get, my passport back?
Trips to family, now under threat
old war relatives, least I forget
Trips to office, representing home
seeking permission, for me to roam
Today everyone sleeps, like on a trial
yet more people, added to the pile
Arms and elbows, pointing at me
I'm just the victim, don't they see?
It's cold outside, yet so hot within
did this journey, really have to begin?
Yet more passengers, push hard and squeeze
nobody now knows, how to say please
Now I am pleased, motion no more
after we disembark they close the door.
 

Yellow: day 4

Yellow and blue, yellow and blue
seems I've forgotten, more than I knew
This day and next, a race to the plane
waiting for news, a passport again?
Steam powered ideas, no longer the case
everything's electric, hard to embrace
Half the commuters, plugged to the grid
don't look at me, I have to stay hid!
Thoughts consume me, gnawing my brain
travelling is dangerous, on the paranoia train
Why is he smiling, when it's so grey?
what is special, it's just another day
Past the old factory, where I used to work
now it's shut down, leaving it hurt
More young people, no care in their world
past is swept away, and future is held
Soon  it will happen, no more for me
the train will arrive and I'll be free.
 

Yellow: day 5

Yellow and yellow, yellow and yellow
sadly no more, for the jolly fellow
Reality Is Punishing, hard on the mind
searching for peace, trying to find
Repetitive commuting, taking its toll
he was just another, playing out a role
Just one day short, of finishing career
rest of his life, was ever so clear
One more journey, left to make
put in a box, star of the wake
Yet all around, life continues apace
no longer his seat, there is a new face
A minutes silence? Thirty each way
that's how it is, on the train each day
So many people, climbing on board
too close proximity, to be ignored
His main dream, to work no more
finally came true as he collapsed by the door.