Dyme nodded. "I'm starting to realize that." It was like why he enjoyed the view from his balcony, except with nature. He was starting to see why people liked living outside of cities, away from not only the hustle and bustle, but all of the buildings, too.

"What, like inspiration for music?" He hummed thoughtfully. "Maybe. I've never written a song about nature before, but I could maybe get something out of this. Or just the train in general." The train would probably make a great song.