to write this song for who
and those they never knew
whilst cycling in the sun
descending, on the run
a dusty sidewalk rest
now see us at our best
two lips became all four
if not of past now sure
a day that was unfair
to those who were not there
the music’s oxygen
no limits, where or when
forever in our eyes
the blue of summer skies
©2011 Hey Hey
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