About a man who is homeless and or broke and addicted to alcohol. Perhaps he is in an Atlantic coast town, or maybe Flordia, because he refers to "pocket full of sand". I would guess he is living outside, near the gounds of an large airport and can see the airplanes leaving, which reminds him of his home and a once happy life. His home is obviously a place that evokes good memories because it is a place where the rain never falls and the sun always shines. He has no way to get out of the life he has made, even though he would like to. He can not board a plane and go home as he could with a train. He reflects the life of a addict.
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