Soft Revolution

Strong and lean, a thought comes by

but soon it dies in a lazy haze

I'd rather / be here

than where I / wanna be

I was looking for the truth, but

What I found was this instead

The blooming of a shape

The passing of a wave

Calm and still, with No memories

A brand new car, all Covered in leaves

watch the sun, bleed on a bench

Feel the world, sink inside of me