[ Featuring Metropole Orkest, Jules Buckley ]
We left on different planes, different sunsets light our days
To know that you exist, is the bridge over times we missed
Even our farthest zones, find us in each other's glow
Across it all, we form clouds for the next big storm
Blue Jacket, smiling teeth, a high five deeper than the sea
And none to stop the wave of all of the jokes we've saved
