Waking up to place
Faraway from home
Meeting new faces
While I roam on my own
Sound of silence
Palpable in nature
Singing a melody
Like flowers growing in a bomb crater
Its a dream or reality?
For I don’t know
But I wish its a dream
That waits for me to arrive
For I want the world to know
That’s where I will hide
Jul 30, 2020
Jul 30, 2020 at 2:18 AM UTC
Waking up to place
Faraway from home
Meeting new faces
While I roam on my own
Sound of silence
Palpable in nature
Singing a melody
Like flowers growing in a bomb crater
Its a dream or reality?
For I don’t know
But I wish its a dream
That waits for me to arrive
For I want the world to know
That’s where I will hide