This place.
Displaced.
Seasons are changing.
Different people, different problems, different destinations, but still life still exists.
Look around. Same things every day, same cross-roads, same people but different sad faces. Thinking about those little things that make our lives awful.
Hurry now, you have to catch the tram ...
Different people, different problems, different destinations, but still life still exists.
Look around. Same things every day, same cross-roads, same people but different sad faces. Thinking about those little things that make our lives awful.
Hurry now, you have to catch the tram ...