I was walking through the mellow gold haze of the afternoon, my mind drifting off to the future as cars blared off speeding unsteadily through the traffic. The road that travels through Vitoria, the buzzing scenery, and sun-soaked sidewalks, Is the simple life worth living? Side-step the hours to wait for evening.
At sunset we cheer, “Hooray! Hooray! Hooray!” To the ocean bed you rest. “We’ve seen another day!” And as the roses float on waves from shore away the sun will rise again.
Well, I stayed close to gates and taller trees, smelled the cooling air as my mind wandered, stepped around the lights and figures as I passed by friends and neighbors. Well, I won’t be that fool, not one of them, who sees life ’til 21 then looks back on it. There’s no stopping only making the most out of goddamn everything.
At sunset we cheer, “Hooray! Hooray! Hooray!” To the ocean bed you rest “We’ve seen another day!” And as the roses float on waves from shore away the sun will rise again.