Somtimes there are these moments.
You're walking home late after work and party, it's hot you're relaxed.
Things just seem to fade away.
I'm 18 again, high, poor..lost and happy to be so.
Making poor choices, nearly going to prison.
Dancing..dancing in that mindless way.
There's that beat.
The beat driving the sound track of my life, the world drips with coulor.
It's raining but it's not.
I'm alone, and it's glorious
I sing "everything is shining, all is gonna be golden, I'll be fine once I get it, I'll be good"
And in this moment I belive it
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