alien9's Journal: Sadness Is A Matter And Subject To Business

The tramp sings at the train to Genova. I remember him, from one and half hours ago. He walked around as someone both worried and lost in his own thoughts.
Now he sings. People discreetly smile. He is singing along his own music player, mesmerizing something from a song. I am wondering abut how funny it is, a lost and dirty boy, maybe not exactly a boy, something like 30 years old and still travelling with mp3player and a backpack as contemporary beatnik maybe.
Suddendly I found what is that song, Nirvana's 'Lithium', and he sings it as a modern Kurt, seeming so lost and alone as Kurt Cobain used to show himself up...
The girls now lose shyness, the guy standing at the car's door also laughs, we all share the moment and the sarcasm raises as the nice and almost clean people compare themselves with that lost piece of a human been... sad boy, but also not worried at all, he is excluded from some play and he doesn't care.