Tideland

The sunset in the dark farm
The horizon is painted purple
Blurred with red
Wheat escapes to a barn
Years ago a different palette, so sad.

The surrealistic underground
It's convered by it's strangeness
The little farms haven't drowned, yet
The little town lost to forget...
What secrets do you keep?

With bullet trains under metaphores
The Craze hideen behind the daze
That you've poured in our eyes
A distopian world full of mazes
What are this new colors in the sky?