Stuck in thoughts like handcuffs on the mind.
Wondering what is to come, what in the future will I find.
Stereotypical ideas always brought to light, but what hides in the dark unnoticed surfaces feelings that excite.
Don't expect me to follow suit with everyone who sits in an office room. The feeling of fresh air seems to free me.
I wanna run with the horses, arms stretched out.
Gliding through the wind leave my thoughts with no doubts.
