Description

Indie electronic pop, Fast tempo, sunny, bright, light, carefree, young, youthful, fun, dance, Male vocals, synth, beats, tambourine, perussion, saxophone

Lyrics

Grace, seventeen and high She lies awake, staring at the sky Gene, thirty-two and grey He's dreaming of the top, if only for a day What will become of the girl who thinks that there is no one listening She is humming along to a tune nobody knows that they are missing What will become of the boy who thinks that there is no one with him He is wandering far in a world that isn't known for it's attention What will become of the girl who thinks that there is no one listening She is humming along to a tune nobody knows that they are missing What will become of the boy who thinks that there is no one with him He is there behind the gun