Radio turns on, the day wakes slow, lemon moon in an indigo, one word written on the road I know... We drive through heat on the old highway, windows down, Alex says "play", David beats on the seat, okay, Taylor laughs and the clouds look clay. Ice cream melting on a red bus stop, dog Izzy’s shadow – memory pop, drums of the city never wanna drop, the day’s a balloon and we cut the knot. Hey, leave the shoes in the grass behind, paint that moment inside your mind, count every smile that you’re gonna find... it sounds like meet, like meet, like meet! Everybody clap! – We meet in the summer sound, clap, clap, hey! – We meet, feet off the ground, shout it out – MEEET! Let the voices round, meet, meet, meet – our heartbeat loud! Jump with me, hey! – we meet in a silver sea, two hands up – we meet, count to three, sing with me – “meet is the place to be”, meet on repeat – warm and free! Morning tastes like cappuccino-air, market in Paris, great flair, ball on the square, kids everywhere, no borders drawn, just sun to share. we learn to dance from London to New York, flip-flop rhythm on the thermal glass, stress is forgotten, shining like brass, the world’s a chorus and we’re first class. Hey, write your name on a water drum, let every stranger become someone, future is singing what we’ve begun... it feels like meet, like meet, like meet! Everybody clap! – We meet in the summer sound, clap, clap, hey! – We meet, feet off the ground, shout it out – MEEET! Let the voices round, meet, meet, meet – our heartbeat loud! One – two – three – zero gravity, we grow into sound, into melody, from silence to hope, to identity, the lesson of light is: MEET SETS US FREE! Lemon sky choir, sing meet again, higher, higher, in warm domain, rain of confetti in the Penny lane, meet, meet, meet – never fade! Sun goes low but the echo stays, left in the grass of our days, one small promise in our rays: meet... meet... meet...
