Took a bath in warm songwater,
Sank neck deep beneath a blanketed wave.
Lyrics lapped- and lips, too. The Night
tinted everyone's cheeks with shadow's inverse. Basking in a soft glow, thinking, The right now is fine... even better than The before. Why is there always a need for that something more?
Soaked in song and sated with sun, we sang
the words, "The right now's night is done."
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