Saint John's Night

I’m so proud
Of all that shit we’ve made
Cause somehow
When we feel that pain
We understand that perfection truly has
Many meanings
So loud
Is what comes out from you
But no sound
From your mouth and you don’t know how I love What you didn’t say
Perfection finds its way
And its meaning
And the fireworks outside
In this Saint John’s night
Well it’s you, it’s you… Please you Be my meaning