Warm breeze flowing through the streets,
all stores filled with shining light.
Intoxicated youth sings latest beats,
aware of the arrival of the night.
Drunken tourist, oh so loudly screams.
Dancing along with his group of friends.
Warm memories behind he leaves,
to keep warm when summer the ends.
Party,
But party alone,
is not much to party about.
Just mere shout,
helping friend along.
Making perfect this moment, song.
We all improve and sometimes we are wrong,
but humanity will prolong.
And like that, we keep on climbing.
Living hard, hearts are smiling.
We all deserve gratitude and love.
And even greatest heights
that reached together
are made so much better.
And, it makes me want to party.
But party alone,
is not much to party about.
Just mere shout,
helping friend along.
Making perfect this moment, song.
We all improve and sometimes we are wrong,
but humanity will prolong.
And like that, we keep on climbing.
Living hard, hearts are smiling.
We all deserve gratitude and love.
And even greatest heights
that reached together
are made so much better.
And, it makes me want to party.
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