Lyric Jam 0017
Orange skies as the Garden shakes,
Dreams collide when the fever breaks.
Timbs hit hard where the echoes stay,
We rise for the love, not the games they play.
@Everyone
Orange skies as the Garden shakes,
Dreams collide when the fever breaks.
Timbs hit hard where the echoes stay,
We rise for the love, not the games they play.
@Everyone
Her words ignite, like flames that rise,
Lighting the dark with burning skies.
A single voice, the stars declare,
The power to break, beyond repair.
@Everyone
Churros melt in the subway haze,
Black hearts drawn
where the shadows graze.
Hope’s a whisper in the crowded air,
Love’s a lesson we all must share.
@Everyone
The New Yorker in me is scared of subway haze & churros' sanitation!