Universe
Walk the streets my voice too low
My memories smell like gasoline
I intend to live by hope
My fears fade off, silently
'Cause silence heals the bluest souls
On arid lands, not on a screen
My dearest wish: to let you know
That I think joy's a victory
Learn to dance under moonlight
Day by day 'till it feels right
The red sand under your feet
Feels so good to be alive
Weaving days like talismans
Shedding tears for antidotes
Draw your own mythologies,
Giv'em all and keep on, clear
My memories smell like gasoline
I intend to live by hope
My fears fade off, silently
'Cause silence heals the bluest souls
On arid lands, not on a screen
My dearest wish: to let you know
That I think joy's a victory
Learn to dance under moonlight
Day by day 'till it feels right
The red sand under your feet
Feels so good to be alive
Weaving days like talismans
Shedding tears for antidotes
Draw your own mythologies,
Giv'em all and keep on, clear
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Writer(s): Camille Motto
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