3flyingducks
Greenlighter
- Joined
- Feb 16, 2010
- Messages
- 16
It seems like it was just yesterday
Each one of us were baggy jeans and wet trainers
Dancing a hole in the ground
Smiling through the smoke machine
Blinded by the lights
Bassline thumping through us like a heartbeat
Damp faces and warm arms
Crammed into the backs of vans like party refugees
A midnight swoop to an unknown location
Anticipation
Expectation
Realisation
Celebration
Don't think I can define when it all stopped being our present
Became our past instead
The moments are lost but the memory remains
Let's shake up our tired bones
We've been working so hard for all these years
To fulfil the hopes and dreams we talked about
At 3am in a field on any given Sunday
We must reclaim the dancefloor in the fields
Arm ourselves with the experiences of the past
So they can give us something to believe in
To make the future shine.
Each one of us were baggy jeans and wet trainers
Dancing a hole in the ground
Smiling through the smoke machine
Blinded by the lights
Bassline thumping through us like a heartbeat
Damp faces and warm arms
Crammed into the backs of vans like party refugees
A midnight swoop to an unknown location
Anticipation
Expectation
Realisation
Celebration
Don't think I can define when it all stopped being our present
Became our past instead
The moments are lost but the memory remains
Let's shake up our tired bones
We've been working so hard for all these years
To fulfil the hopes and dreams we talked about
At 3am in a field on any given Sunday
We must reclaim the dancefloor in the fields
Arm ourselves with the experiences of the past
So they can give us something to believe in
To make the future shine.
