Floating in your arms in space
thru the middle of a hockey rink
times like these cant fade,
or burn up in the heat
like my skin has for what
seems like centuries
but now in the smog safely
with the sun gone I can see
I’m mobile in a new beat
across the north side
where the leaves fall and
there’s months of ice
then standing in the summer
she opens her blue eyes
so I’ll meet you at the park again,
underneath the boat
from there we all can then just cruise
off to Taylor ‘s trees
where we see fireworks
so close, they’re in 3D
and obviously there’s no escape from this heat
as we lay there chest pressed together
I see how much I truly believe
as our heartbeats synchronize
oh how thank full
that we are still alive.


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