Canvas of Our Lives

Verse 1 I feel like a fraud, here in this quiet space, Leading a small shop, in the market's embrace. They fear we'll erase what makes us humanly grace, Yet, I yearn for the art in the soft morning rays. Pre-Chorus Let’s chat till the sun climbs, find truth in our tales, Unravel your passions, where the ordinary pales. Chorus All I seek is to paint, to write, lose track of days, Amid clouds drifting by, in the simplest of ways. Dream of weeks without phones, in nature’s soft hands, Learning to thrive on the land, far from demand. Verse 2 In this room filled with dreams, my thoughts drift away, To a time less entangled in the games that we play. Where a smile costs nothing, and a big hug means more, Than the numbers that flicker, on the screens we adore. Verse 3 I'm stitching a quilt from the old and the new, Where every thread woven is a bond, strong and true. Aiming for a life where my kids can just play, Without fearing the world will just sell them away. Chorus All I seek is to paint, to write, lose track of days, Amid clouds drifting by, in the simplest of ways. Dream of weeks without phones, in nature’s soft hands, Learning to thrive on the land, far from demand. Bridge Money whispers so low, yet I wish it'd just fade, While I'm lost in a canvas, or the words that we've made. Let’s forget all that buzz, find peace in the shade, Living true, living free, in the life that we've made