Blurred lines. Diffused thoughts.
Home by the country side,
a quiet bed by night.
Unanswered questions,
fragmented perspectives.
Life is a mystery,
a puzzle or maybe just too simple.
Suited or casual,
a unique perspective.
But for many maybe a path,
for some an empty canvas.
Trees, animals, birds.
Cars, skylines, bridges.
A chase of the buck.
A chase for the buck.
Someone enters with a knock
leaves without a noise.
A few leave a trace,
just to be in the chase
Blurred Lines. Diffused Thoughts
Dreaming under starry nights or
Flying thousands of feet from earth,
Life is a mystery,
a puzzle or maybe just too simple