Turn on the radio,

       Drive past the broken homes, 

       We sing along with a flat vibrato 

       Who cares, no one will ever know 

It’s half past five, 

       The waves start to clear up our minds

       It’s our fate to be together this time 

       Why not forget the world and just unwind?

The horizon in front of us is just mezmerizing 

       Everything around us is becoming orange,

       We hold our dear breaths as our hearts sing

       We won’t let this moment be deranged 

Sun’s farewell is the most aesthetic good bye, 

       Two brown eyes locked in gazes, 

       As the sea begins to calm its surge,

       A new world is born, two souls become disconnected.©


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