Welcome guest – forget the rest
Feel at home – stop the moan
Relax and lean back – enjoy the track

Let the lights dim low, let the worries slide
You’re safe in the rhythm, on this midnight ride
No pressure here, just open skies
We drift in sound, where the silence lies

Every note’s a promise, soft and slow
No rush, no rush—just let it flow
Let your mind be weightless, let your thoughts undress
This is your moment. Nothing less.

Welcome guest – forget the rest
Feel at home – stop the moan
Relax and lean back – enjoy the track
(Breathe it in… you’re right on track)

City fades out, just the stars remain
Beats like whispers calling your name
Close your eyes, you’re not alone
This groove is shelter, this sound’s your home

You don’t need answers,
just this pulse to hold
You don’t need stories,
just the bass—warm and bold
Let it wash through your skin,
let it hum in your bones
Where music begins,
we are never alone

Welcome guest – forget the rest
Feel at home – stop the moan
Relax and lean back – enjoy the track
Just breathe, just be… the music’s got your back

Introduction

Early noon, first touch of spring,
In February's tender swing,
Miles behind me, dreams ahead,
A little village, sunlight spread.
A park bench waits, the world on pause,
Mild air whispers without a cause,
Salami snack and closed-up eyes,
A heart wide open to the skies.

Time's a river, soft and slow,
Moments bloom where wild winds blow,
And something in the stillness said:
"Wait here, feel alive instead."

🎶 Are you ready? Are you steady?
Bus ride to heaven on cloud 7.
Golden minutes, borrowed skies,
One sweet soul and sunlight eyes.
Are you ready? Are you steady?
Bus ride to heaven on cloud 7.
Talked of life, of dreams, of skies,
A dance of souls in warm goodbyes. 🎶

Two hours drift like melodies,
Then you appeared — a mystery breeze,
Sat down near, and words took flight,
Two strangers glowing in the light.
Laughing low, eyes full of stars,
Riding roads to where dreams are,
Half an hour, forever spun,
In village winds and February sun.

Time’s a river, soft and slow,
The rarest flowers never grow —
Where we plan them, but where we wait,
For wonder to walk through the gate.

🎶 Are you ready? Are you steady?
Bus ride to heaven on cloud 7.
Golden minutes, borrowed skies,
One sweet soul and sunlight eyes.
Are you ready? Are you steady?
Bus ride to heaven on cloud 7.
Talked of life, of dreams, of skies,
A dance of souls in warm goodbyes. 🎶

Oh, life is a secret door,
Opening when we ask for more,
Not in plans or grand displays,
But in the soft, forgotten days.
A fleeting ride, a glimpse, a spark,
That lights forever in the dark.

Riding...
Gliding...
Hearts colliding...
On cloud 7...
On cloud 7...

🎶 Are you ready? Are you steady?
Bus ride to heaven on cloud 7.
Golden minutes, borrowed skies,
One sweet soul and sunlight eyes.
Are you ready? Are you steady?
Bus ride to heaven on cloud 7.
Not forever, just enough,
A short, sweet sip of endless love. 🎶

Bus Ride to Heaven

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