Quarantime

Don't you worry
You're still young
This will go over, opportunities will come.
If there's no upside to your quarantime,
Let me entertain you with a story about mine.

Stranded in Baja at the closedown hotel
Singing in staircases and corridors all day
Trespassing beaches, where we are the only ones:
Me, myself, two drummers and a girl; she feels like home.

For me it's easy, I've lived so many lives!
I felt the bottom and the highest highs.
You're there fermenting, with your talents and your skills
In your parent's apartment at the bottom of the hill.

Maybe the one thing I enjoy the most
There's just less options knocking at my door:
I can't fly anywhere
I can't make plans
Future means tomorrow I'm a happy man

I can't fly anywhere
I can't make plans
Future means tomorrow I'm a happy man



Credits
Writer(s): Sebastian Maschat, Erlend Otre Oeye, Jorge Ivan Aguilar Hernandez, Paco Rosas, Bear Kittay
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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