Wild wood Painting

High tide, mid afternoon People fly by, in the traffic's boom Knowing, just where you're blowing Getting to where you should be going Don't let them get you down Making you feel quilty about Golden rain, will bring you riches All the good things you deserve and now Climbing, forever trying Find your way out of the wild, wild wood Now there's no justice Only yourself that you can trust in And I said high tide, mid afternoon, whoa People fly by, in the traffic's boom Knowing, just where you're blowing Getting to where you should be going Day by day your world fades away Waiting to feel all the dreams that say Golden rain will bring you riches All the good things you deserve now And I say, climbing, forever trying You're find you way out of the wild, wild wood Said you're gonna find you way out of the wild, wild wood Wild wild wood The painting Wild Wood is a metaphor for finding your way and drawing hope from the beautiful nature and literally giving the points of light, I think Paul Weller's song is so beautiful and appropriate for this painting