The dimmed sky, but no sign of rain
The ticking watch signaling rush hour
Being compressed in an overpopulated train
The heavy traffic composed of horsepower
The deadlines to meet and the city's commotion
The crowded streets like scattered jigsaw
My missing glasses and blurry vision
And the sight of you that **I still saw **
Apr 19, 2016
Apr 19, 2016 at 3:52 AM UTC
The dimmed sky, but no sign of rain
The ticking watch signaling rush hour
Being compressed in an overpopulated train
The heavy traffic composed of horsepower
The deadlines to meet and the city's commotion
The crowded streets like scattered jigsaw
My missing glasses and blurry vision
And the sight of you that **I still saw **
