Months since we’ve all been in the same room
Text threads going crazy – "we have to make this happen soon"
Weekend’s here, rave set up under clear blue sky
Sun already high when we pull up to the site
We took ages getting ready – hair styled just how we like it
Lip gloss gleaming, sunnies sliding down our noses
Dressed up proper for this day
And there’s the line – stretching all the way
Ciders cold in our hands while we wait
Talking over each other about everything and nothing
Stomping our feet in Nike Tempos, kicking up dust
Doesn’t matter who’s looking – we’re just here for us
Haven’t felt this kind of lightness in forever
Bodies already moving to beats we can’t even hear yet
Nothing beats us all being out here
Mid-20s, just living, letting go of all the worry
It lifts you up in your head and your body
No one understands it unless they’re with us – honestly, they should study the psychology of this
Snow in the summer heat, bass thumping deep
Feeling wonky and wavy, laughing so hard our sides hurt
Even when tomorrow comes and I’m hungover, feeling low
I’ll scroll through every pic and clip, already wanting more
Bass rattling through my chest, every wave hitting right
Faces bright with paint and sweat, not caring how we look
We shout and we hug and we talk about everything that’s been weighing on us
Washing it all away with every step and every sound
Time blurs into one long, perfect stretch
Every beat reminding us we’re okay
Wake up with my head spinning, depression sitting heavy
Don’t want to get out of bed, don’t want to see anyone
Open my phone – there we are grinning back at me
Calling each other’s names, dancing like we own the place
All the blurry videos, all the stupid things we said
And little by little, the grey starts to lift
Nothing beats us all being out here
Mid-20s, just living, letting go of all the worry
It lifts you up in your head and your body
No one understands it unless they’re with us – honestly, they should study the psychology of this
Snow in the summer heat, bass thumping deep
Feeling wonky and wavy, laughing so hard our sides hurt
Even when tomorrow comes and I’m hungover, feeling low
I’ll scroll through every pic and clip, already wanting more
Kel2000
