Much of my life in opposition to

What have you become all this has been given to you

No time left to be crestfallen

A side-effect of wealth from an earlier age

Remember how you make your way

Remember how to play this game I

Looking for a sign

The sun beats onto the east side

A brighter kind of amber tinge

Do something else

Shake it up you've no dependents

Thirty-one years wish it away

No time left to be crestfallen

A side effect of drive

Overcoming my senses

All that I see

Each night and day out

Looking for a sign

The sun beats onto the east side

A brighter kind of amber hue

Five PM in Brisbane City

Beauty to behold near me

Oil on canvas

Oil On Canvas

Oil On Canvas

Oil On Canvas

Oil On Canvas