It wasn’t by choice I just felt asleep
Was prosperous feeling that gave me a creep
And whiskey - taste feeling that melts something deep
And I wasn’t carried awaaaaaaaaay
Though you were begging to stay
I was going fur- theeeeeer
The world’s always rolling and love never stops
I saw on the petals was something like drops
My field is yield fruit
And brings something good
The goods weee-rreee shared with you
And the last day brought something new
In the dirt of fake glasses
We met in the dawn
We talked and decided that music goes on