Texty: Frank Ocean. Nostalgia, Ultra. Strawberry Swing.

When we were kids
We hand-painted strawberries on a swing
Every moment was so precious then

I'm still kicking it
I'm daydreaming on a strawberry swing
The entire earth is fighting
All the world is at its end

Just in case an atom bomb comes falling on my lawn
I should say and you should hear
I've loved, I've loved the good times here
I've loved our good times here

Say hello then say farewell
To the places you know
We are all mortals, aren't we?
Any moment this could go

Cry, cry, cry, oh, oh, oh, even though that won't change a thing
But you should know, you should hear
That I have loved, I have loved the good times here
And I will miss our good times here

Spaceships are lifting off of a dying world
And millions are left behind while the sky burns
There wasn't room for you and I
Only you, goodbye, goodbye

Now the sky could be blue, I don't mind
Without you it's a waste of time
Could be blue, I don't mind
Without you it's a waste of time

Could be blue, could be gray
Without you I'm just miles away
The sky could be blue, I don't mind
Without you it's a waste of time