black canvas
In the still of the night, when the world is quiet and calm,
My mind starts to wander and I feel a sense of balm.
I think about the past, the present, and the future too,
And all the things I've done and all the things I've yet to do.
It's easy to get lost in all the noise and chaos of the day,
To forget the things that matter and get swept away.
But in...
My mind starts to wander and I feel a sense of balm.
I think about the past, the present, and the future too,
And all the things I've done and all the things I've yet to do.
It's easy to get lost in all the noise and chaos of the day,
To forget the things that matter and get swept away.
But in...