Liquid harmonic waters stream by in a wake of descending 6ths as I stand on the platform waiting to catch the next rhythmic train.  Underneath everything is the sound of the wheels on the tracks.  A passing minor, a shuffle of meters and happy thoughts of home.  At 1:37 an unexpected hush. Sad lyrical vibrato echoing resonant thoughts of what I'm leaving behind me.  The home station presents a D minor 9th close and a hiss of arrival steam.