We were on streets

Feel the sable sky

Tensor in my hand

And I was up to fly

Slipping through branches

Across the neighborhood

Though tiny, we were masters

At sneaking through the woods

The hardest part of it

We lost the midnight risk

Our hearts we′re galloping

The thrill, the thrill

The thrill, the thrill

Memories that will still.

My memory of you

Dont you worry, worry

We will be young again. again again

We will be young again. again again

Hobbled to a lantern

At the center of space

The openness was freedom

And we meant to celebrate

But soon we did notice

Our feet touched the floor

Yeah we we're much older

Under the moonlight

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