City Walls

A fighter's drive mixed with confusion - like a fight on an empty street, where you end up fighting more with yourself than with anyone else. Fists, concrete, and yellow tape thunder in the lines, but between the blows, a question suddenly breaks through: where is the conductor through these walls? An explosion of energy coexists with cracks of doubt, and a smile is more like a mask holding the head together so that it doesn't fall apart. The music seems to march into battle, but inside, there is a search for a way out that may not exist.