The words we say today, we'll say
And we'll see them again, we'll see them again
So I choose my words so carefully
Like the sun, make it glow, or they glare at me
Well, I choose light
Light that won't
Keep me up at night
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I am in love! I want so bad to be at Coachella now. There's a certain quality in their music that speaks of honesty and light and summer; it shines so evidently, even in the depths of a dark Brooklyn apartment.
It frustrates me sometimes that I live here. I know I should be grateful to; there are so many reasons to be thankful for Singapore. But just by being here, I will never experience the secret pleasure of being at a clandestine underground gig, or feel the surge of thousands of people at a music festival become one, in the space of a song.
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