Hear the world our way

[Barely scratching on the surface] Sometimes I wonder whether there's a need for human interaction. And sometimes I wonder whether there's a lack for it. You can hear her singing that she's a lucky girl. But listen closer and you can tell she has this dull and mundane tone. Does she believe it? Or is she trying to convince herself that she's a  Lucky Girl ?

[The things we can't see are most often there] People live for themselves. Each and everyone, unique. We all flow at different speeds. No two same accumulated intention and thoughts can exist in a room. Sometimes  I can't make you love me .

What you love doing will always pull you back towards it one way or another. We are all living in a made up fantasy. Freedom within cages, trying to break out of our own shells. Here's  Empire , a song I interpret as passing along whatever it is that makes us special, forward.