
The sun doesn't set
when you are high enough

The sun doesn't set
when you are high enough

In the distance sea
I live

I've seen these mountains a thousand times
from the window where I stand
and only the clouds
change them

What are the mountains waiting for?

A forest moves
while the spirit is not

I drove through the town
one I knew from long ago
and I still do know
but from a distance
And suddenly
I like suddenly

Mountains, a road, and a public toilet
what more do you want
Moving is exciting
even if you don't know you are

On one side I can lean against the earth
on the other against you
the sea
ebb and flow
the salt

I move life like tetris blocks
making it fit
while it's coming down
and going up
It's hard to see
the speed
that changes us

I see the world through a window
no matter what side I am on

Do I break the lock
or deceiver the other entrance
one way or another
I move on

Expectations a Fata Morgana you can’t see

Don’t use the red fire door too often as a normal exit and trip the alarm inside you will slowly wear it down and yourself