作词 : Clem 作曲 : Clem Darkness goes down and the sun comes up. Flavescent? Nope. Incandescent? That's a yup. Massaging light, buoys bobbing height, nature's sine waves, meditation spine stays straight, loving life all the time, they travel to the shore, spank the rocks and keep em wet, adirondack chairs on the grass, glowing silhouettes, morning dew on the wood, like salty beads of lubricating sweat fascinating like the steady rhythm of the creaking bed. Ayooooo Does uhhhh someone got a selfie stick? Could someone take a picture of me real quick? Yeah, I uhhh, I need I need this for my social media. I need people to know that I was here out in nature you know, I'm trying to get those likes, pictures or it didn't happen CLICK CLICK BANG Here flowers grow roots, reach, stretch, bend, twist. See how they go free, like a skyline full of fists. Ignore those holding the roof above, now shift. Watch their words shake, crack and then split. Remember way back when there weren't WeChat sights? Remember way back before they had Instagram likes? Remember way back when this was only for your eyes? There was once a day when you could appreciate this sunrise... damn...
作词 : Clem 作曲 : Clem Darkness goes down and the sun comes up. Flavescent? Nope. Incandescent? That's a yup. Massaging light, buoys bobbing height, nature's sine waves, meditation spine stays straight, loving life all the time, they travel to the shore, spank the rocks and keep em wet, adirondack chairs on the grass, glowing silhouettes, morning dew on the wood, like salty beads of lubricating sweat fascinating like the steady rhythm of the creaking bed. Ayooooo Does uhhhh someone got a selfie stick? Could someone take a picture of me real quick? Yeah, I uhhh, I need I need this for my social media. I need people to know that I was here out in nature you know, I'm trying to get those likes, pictures or it didn't happen CLICK CLICK BANG Here flowers grow roots, reach, stretch, bend, twist. See how they go free, like a skyline full of fists. Ignore those holding the roof above, now shift. Watch their words shake, crack and then split. Remember way back when there weren't WeChat sights? Remember way back before they had Instagram likes? Remember way back when this was only for your eyes? There was once a day when you could appreciate this sunrise... damn...
