Youth
We run further into the night
The city lights gleaming, city lights singing
We live for now because the time is right
The promise of youth and its inevitable time being
Nothing else matters at this moment
For all I’m seeing are dreams freeing
Chasing freedom
Fireworks, music beating, people living
Chasing an open road, desert skies beaming
Not sure if the next day will be promised
Sun creeping up on the horizon
Days like this are usually the calmest
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