Stress flies out the window
Music pumps in our veins
The crescendo ain't low
And the mood keeps getting higher.
Sit our bodies go
Talk our mouths go
Wander our eyes go
Listen our ears go
Comfort, warmth and freedom
Comfort of the area where we always stay
Comfort of the people around us give
Comfort of happy moods that won't go astray
Warmth though comes the afternoon sun
Orange, musty light, it is not that type
Warmth of friends, conversations run
Warmth of the peace and understanding.
Freedom that comes in all shapes
Freedom to be who you want
If that be a quiet flower or Superman and his cape
Freedom when you want.
Trade it in? No.
Keep it? Yes.
The likeness does grow.
I must confess.
Move Breakfast Club
Because here we are
The afternoon Club
and we will go far.
It all started with do you remember...
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