Pulaski- Andrew Bird

If you want the one I like the most (I would highly recommend,) search on Spotify and click the one with the white album cover.

A mother and a daughter sit inside of a train whilst the last four years slowly drip out of their eyes. They are gaining looks from the other passengers upon the moving hunk of metal. The daughter glances around the train to many of the people who have given her faces filled with pity and sadness.

The daughter has leaned to ignore these looks, she has experienced them her whole life. Instead, she focuses what is happening outside of the train. On all of the places she sees and dreams of the lives people have lived in those places. She imagines herself in each place that they go by, what she would be doing, who she would know, how she would look. She thinks about all the times that she could start over in a new life, and how glorious it would be.

The things she does in these imaginary lives is absolutely extraordinary, but they are still just imaginary: they are not who she is inside of this moving hunk of metal. They are just dreams.