I am but a painting that never fully dries,
A canvas without an end.
I am a song that you cannot stop playing,
A rhythm stuck in your head.
I am but a prefect imperfection.
A human wabi-sabi.
I am but a painting that never fully dries,
A canvas without an end.
I am a song that you cannot stop playing,
A rhythm stuck in your head.
I am but a prefect imperfection.
A human wabi-sabi.