There's this image I have in my head that one day I'll be riding bikes down a French country road like this, under a night sky with my "sister."
"I'm in love with you, little sister
We ride home in the night
While under our feet, the rain paints the street with the stars
Passing cars with light trails behind them
We could follow them on
Given this town is wearing me down
Lets take off
No one would know that we've gone "
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