tomorrows didn't matter for us then
we sipped inebriations all night
through two dollar bud bottles,
dollar shots,
and plastic tipped cigars;
our concerts lasted all night
we sang,
we listened,
we imitated,
we danced among the strangers that crossed our paths;
we shouted our glories on the streets
we battled on those opposed to freedom and the rules of engagement
our nights were long, seemingly endless
for years we lived as kings
oh these crazy lights
draw me in every time
guide me through city streets
among the echoes of past adventures
that still linger close to heart
and shows me the hours past midnight
are the hours for me
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