the message in a faded envelope in a vice like grip the passage of a carriage in the dark on a foreign trip the image of a figure in the trees in the evening rain the knowledge of a stranger in your midst on a speeding train night train he senses perfume lingers in the night smell of french cologne he watches as a hand turns down the light leaves him all alone he whispers in a dim lit empty room but it s all in vain he laughs when he reads the note he finds on the midnight train night train journey on the night train