Yellow butterflies
Speeding cargo
Countryside's rice fields
Shuffled playlists
Blank visions
Got nothing in mind
Small green-coloured pillow
In my arms
Farmers on positions
Bow and stand
All-day working
For underpaid paycheck
Man with shades on
Relaxing under the morning sun
With cigarettes in his hand
Facing the railway
Lots of helpers
Keep busy with themselves
With mirrors and some neo-traditional music
Abandon some people who need help
Solo-race
Multiple races
That fight for the truth
Everyone's not knowing
High and higher trees
Green, green grass
Almost hidden parked bike and houses
Beyond sights
Mislead righteousness
Based on assumptions
Gone too far
From the right track
She was high in blue skies
I was drowned in the bathroom aisles
Black dots becomes black mud
Spread all over my head
Stranded in an empty mind
Worried enough
Daylight doesn't even shine on them
Hoping for miraculous thing to be true
Does it matter?
Paradoxes back and forth
In the various divided path of my life
At the highest downfall
on the rail, close enough for 2020