Lyrics by ArthemisEE ©2025 Written for the Best Summer Beginning Challenge 2025 [#RhyRhy] from my friend Eme Latina. Rachel SHANE goes vibe on the old barn roof! YOUTUBE VIDEO on this SONG https://youtube.com/shorts/kUn-kQmJLX8?si=Q8x6Bh9RPtgYACZ9 ‼️Need stunning Video Generation? 💥Kling AI will do! 💥Register with my promo code: https://klingai.com/h5-app/invitation?code=7BGS8HNYA5WT and GET 50% BONUS CREDITS on your first month‼️ Energetic Drum and Bass -------------- [Instrumental] [Verse 1] August ’99 barefoot on the rooftop Sun melting vinyl under our feet Radio fizz in a crimson sunset We drew our names in the sweating concrete Your laugh ricocheted off the water tower I swore I’d keep it in a jar But summer’s a thief in slow motion Stealing who we were from who we are [Pre-Chorus] Warm wind, neon haze Heartbeat drums in the far-away Every sigh felt wide as space Can you taste the night? [Chorus] Heatwave burns in the back of my mind Fading film on a cracked VCR (VCR, VCR) We can’t rewind, we just press “play” in the dark Memories are what they are Sweat-stained dreams still glow like stars Shifting shapes in a speeding car No matter how hard we try to rewind Memories are what they are (Are, are, are, are) ////-////-//////// [Interlude] [Verse 2] I left that town con el alba Maleta llena de cartas sin leer Cada esquina olía a nostalgia Pero el futuro me pedía correr Now city lights hum a different chorus Yet the roof-top heat still drums my skin Your echo rides the subway tunnels Whispering what might have been [Bridge] Time’s a carousel in vapor-slow Hazy Polaroids drift like snow Hold my breath, listen close Do you hear that radio? [Final Chorus ] Heatwave burns in the back of my mind Fading film on a cracked VCR (VCR, VCR) We can’t rewind, we just press “play” in the dark Memories are what they are Sweat-stained dreams still glow like stars Shifting shapes in a speeding car No matter how hard we try to rewind Memories are what they are (Are, are, are, are) ////-////-//////// Heatwave burns in the back of my mind Fading film on a cracked VCR (VCR, VCR) We can’t rewind, we just press “play” in the dark Memories are what they are Sweat-stained dreams still glow like stars Shifting shapes in a speeding car No matter how hard we try to rewind Memories are what they are. [End]
