One day while in the forest,
I watched time fly by as I tried to write a song.
La la dee da. I became restless.
Alas! There was a city in the distance.
Step-by-step, I walked the ground, frequenting the common and the uncommon.
I found contrast and similarity.
The urban landscape became my new playground.
Floating, flying, whistling.
I found a place I could spread my wings and fly.
Out of the nature and purity,
Out of inspiration and spirit,
I wrote down the city's melody.
And passed on the gift that was given to me.
Music by:
Beirut
"Concubine"
Nice work. The time feels slow and happy like a warm summer day dream. ...and of course her beauty helps a little too;)
alecness13 4 months ago