roll down the windows and open our mouths, taste where we are and play the music loud.
stop the car, lay on the grass, the planets spin and we watch space pass.
walk a direction, see where we get.
i never knew nothing so there's nothing to forget.
get real drunk and ride our bikes, there's so much beauty it could make you cry.
the rich get money but never what they want, find ourselves a new place to haunt.
climb up the fire escape, do it til the ground looks far away.
there's so much beauty it could make you cry.
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