Imagination is where creativity begins and where our limits are drawn. Lyrics: When the world feels small and the road runs dry Close your eyes,

Before smartphones became part of every moment, life was simpler and more real. We played outside, talked face to face, and enjoyed time with friends

I see people walking like nothing has changed Same old rhythm, same old lane But there's a storm beneath the ground A quiet

I caught the ferry in the morning Across the Salish Sea The wind was humming softly Like a coastal melody The mountains faded slowly As

The house is quiet past midnight Only blinking blue light Phone screen shining on my face Like a small and restless moon "Just one