GODS IN LOVE To us it was unimaginable that we would ever be the little people living little lives, filled with little grievances. And little melodrama played out like Shakespeare for the little world to see you see it was summer and born to die was playing. Lana del rey was playing out open windows. And we were filling the calm night air with billows of smoke and candy sweet voices the road ahead was infinite, and so were we. Little amateur gods trying to find our pedestals' on Olympus. Hanging out the car window wind on my skin until the beat dropped. And still that was just a beginning. That feeling was nothing compared to how I feel when I look at you