Milky Chance. Flashed Junk Mind (№ 297862)

When we were young souls
On the junk-yard
Now we are stunned minds
Full of junk-goods.
But I feel your heartbeat
Just like mine
I feel your heartbeat
All the time.
Being young,
We spent time at the dump,
And now, our head is full of those
That we have full of all sorts of unnecessary things.
But I feel your heartbeat
The same as his.
I keep feeling
As your heart beats.