i’m tripping into the future, with a guitar accompianment.
Swirling and bouncing in a joyous memories with a touch of sadness,
with this reflection of the sky in my eyes and that unknown past of mine.
there is nothing in my mind that wasn’t processed through my heart.
the smile on my face is reminisant of the painful lessons and torn pages,
but I’m the happiest I’ve ever been in this cocoon of scarves and coats and hair and love and light.
This butterfly is emerging from my soul and the music compells it into flight.
…..I guess I’m pretty different now, considering.