Tristâme Motion

Looking through the window, my thoughts are no longer here. Feeling that longing, irrationally. Thinking, as the highlights of nature disappear, feeling a fulfillment so suddenly. Senses fail to comprehend, to grasp the reality of the common surrounding. In motion, a new dimension to everything, feeling it my way. In motion – beautiful – In motion – fulfilling – in motion – senses – in motion – eccentric.

Thank you tolerantdamascene for submitting this lyric.