Ideal World

In another world we would be two hippies traveling the world. People would often wonder, how are they okay with that? How are they okay as strays? And we would always wonder, how are they okay with chains? How are they okay to not be free?

We’d travel around the world together, you and me, happy and innocent, beautiful and funny.

In an ideal world we’d be free to be in love.

Doomed nights and no one waiting for us in the morning...