Last Night of the 2023

I live in a place where not far from the subway.

I woke up on the last night of the year.

I saw the bright city in the heavy fog through my window.

And I saw the crowd looked so happy and enjoying.

They’re waiting for the new year to come.

I heard a song from online radio that said:

Go to sleep, you weary hobo

Let the towns drift slowly by

Can you hear the steel rails hummin'

That's a hobo's lullaby

Do not think about tomorrow

Let tomorrow come and go

Tonight, you've got a nice warm boxcar

Safe from all this wind and snow

I almost cried.

The lyrics must be for me.