All of my dreams coexisting in one moment
Sunshine drenches a free space where eternal notes never stop ringing
Children sing their purest aspirations and someone's doing cartwheels across the grass
I never thought the vision could be so clear and so real, in spite of the trash and the tent where you live but somehow here we are, more than existing in the same space: we are sharing the same sun.
I guess none of it mattered at all, or not all that much, did it?
Because we're still here, and I don't know about you, but this is the happiest moment of my life
I hope you carry your boombox with you wherever you go and make everyone who hears you a little uncomfortable with your taste
The magnolia tree will always be ours and no one can own the sky
They said we'd never last, but how is this for an afternoon?
As for me, I've found all I ever wanted and more
I will try to carry this peace in my heart, wherever I go.
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