
Sunsets winter nights
rows of trees and disco lights
gang’s here to party

Sunsets winter nights
rows of trees and disco lights
gang’s here to party

We seek good fortunes
in the depths of our oceans
even at world’s edge.

In smug godliness
I look down at skyscrapers
hundred floors above

Sunrise on pebbles
reflection of life’s beauties
for those who wake up

All the world must stop
watch Mother Earth gulp her sun
daily matinee