Текст песни Midsummer Nights - Justin the Flora God

We talk a lot about the little things
That don't matter at all
In our blue suburbia
We fall asleep, wanting bigger things
To take us from our fun
In our blue suburbia

We're runaways trying to find our way
Lost in the moonlight
Oh, midsummer nights

Wanting, wishing, waiting, making movement of myself
Take me with you and nobody else
Dreaming, dancing, damn it, how romantic was our youth
That I'm losing to the thought of you

We're runaways trying to find our way
Lost in the moonlight
Oh, midsummer nights

Are we animals, caught in the forest of wanderlust
Between the dreaming and waking up
Call me a fool if I wanna rush, oh my god
Are we spiritual, caught in the moment of motion, or
Is movement really that emotional
Can we take the time to be real or not (Yeah, yeah)

Runaways trying to find our way
Lost in the moonlight
Oh midsummer
Runaways trying to find our way
Lost in the moonlight
Oh midsummer nights

Midsummer
Mid- mid
Midsummer nights