
Time, an illusion,
fleeting right before your eyes—
as reality.

Time, an illusion,
fleeting right before your eyes—
as reality.

On sun-kissed landscape,
luscious greenery abound—
is all eye could see.

Change is a constant;
orange becomes the normal,
and worry, a friend.

Wilder than bushfire
spreading across the nation,
heartfelt gratitude.

Laugh, dance, be silly,
for expression is freedom
and music, an aide.