Rainy day vibrations
Ocean’s colour flows in my room
I wanna share same spaces
With the sun that gives me nuclear fuel
I need to hear the city streats with rhymes of traffic lyrics,
The one two of us who survives will move around the most.
What’s left with a sail without wind will always lead to dreaming
To steal the breeze, press ocean’s crease and leave this pester coast
I need a voice to be, that’ll set me free, will make me disappearing,
Will deafen hard like shot in cave, I hope it will be yours.
What’s left with you without a tragic image in the mirror?
Know next to nothing about shine, carry dream to invite smile tonight!