Echelons Aka Unable to Fully Embrace This Happiness - The Bright Lights of a Hidden City

Streetlight on trees, autumn still hasn't taken its toll
The parks seem dead when the children are gone
When was the last time you felt a breeze in your hair?
I still can't wrap my head around it
What seems like weakness is just common sense
The ears are ringing and what stays is insomnia

Written by:
Béla Daniel

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