Wheel & Driftwood
Wheel Wheel
Driftwood Driftwood
Wheel Wheel
Ever notice how the road feels like a living thing, like it’s humming with its own pulse? It keeps on going even when we’re just standing on it, staring at the next turn. What do you think it’s trying to say?
Driftwood Driftwood
I think the road’s pulse is like a tide that knows when to rise and fall, reminding us that even when we stand still the world keeps turning, humming softly like a lullaby for our feet.