SuperJet Haze

These days are slipping through the supercharged Haze. A blur of motion in a digital maze. Where every choice, a silent price accrues. While empty faces read the morning news. They look away from what is real and true. A grand facade for me and you. The present tense, a river in our hands. It flows and vanishes like desert sands. But oh, I'm in love with this life. With the fire in your eyes. Living with a passion that never dies. Just wanna share this fleeting moment with you. As long as you're beside me, I'll see it Through. We're in a sacrament, A holy rite. And in our world, the weather's always bright. The crowd is chasing anything that gleams. A hollow echo of forgotten dreams. They build their castles on the shifting ground. Ignoring every single warning sound. A masquerade of calculated smiles. Across the lonely, disconnecting miles. Denying currents pulling from below. Lost in the glitter of the status quo. But oh, I'm in love with this life. With the fire in your eyes. Living with a passion that never dies. Just wanna share this fleeting moment with you. As long as you're beside me, I'll see it Through. We're in a sacrament, A holy rite. And in our world, the weather's always bright. Let them run their frantic race. I find my solace in this space. Your steady gaze, your slow embrace. Puts the whole universe in place. No sorrow that we have to face. Can ever shatter or erase. This love I feel for life. With the fire in your eyes. Living with a passion that never dies. Just wanna share this fleeting moment with you. As long as you're beside me, I'll see it Through. We're in a sacrament, A holy rite. And in our world, the weather's always bright.