It Was Only the Wind

You think you chose this life. Maybe the wind did.

At 4 a.m., traffic lights still glow with purpose,
while reasons to stay or leave blur together in your pocket.

No certainty, no promises,
and still, time keeps moving. So do you.

Just the wind blew.
Nothing dramatic, just a small shift that quietly changes everything.

This song lives in that in-between space
where choices are unclear, but motion never stops.

Even without answers, you are still moving forward.
And maybe that is enough.