Alone on a train aimless in wonder

An outdated map crumpled in my pocket

But I didn't care where I was going

'Cause they're all different names for the same place.

The coast disappeared when the sea drowned the sun

And I have no words to share it with anyone

The boundaries of language I quietly cursed

And all the different names for the same thing.

There are different names for the same things

Oh my goodness i want to go to art school to take up photogrpahy but what if i squander my family fortune away and achieve nothing in the end.