In this wooden-hearted city,
I find a future.
I find these skyscrapers endearing,
these muddied streets meant for walking.
Here, blue skies hold no fog.
In the people who call this city home,
I imagine my friends.
I imagine sunrise windows,
waking up to peek through dusty curtains,
caught up together in the laidback living of
a city that’s slow and sweet.
In a city of colored and colorful murals,
I see my reflection.
I see the beauty of the world,
the loveliness of people loving.
Here, life is a blank canvas to be
filled with rainbows.
I find a future.
I find these skyscrapers endearing,
these muddied streets meant for walking.
Here, blue skies hold no fog.
In the people who call this city home,
I imagine my friends.
I imagine sunrise windows,
waking up to peek through dusty curtains,
caught up together in the laidback living of
a city that’s slow and sweet.
In a city of colored and colorful murals,
I see my reflection.
I see the beauty of the world,
the loveliness of people loving.
Here, life is a blank canvas to be
filled with rainbows.
