Between drunkenness

Consciousness melts away, on the edge of intoxication.

Beneath the elevated tracks, a low stone bench lit by orange streetlamps.
Bodies slightly flushed from alcohol, the crisp winter air.
Hovering between drunk and sober, we begin to dance, floating like jellyfish.

A Reiwa night dance tune where the bittersweet scent of winter blends with addictive looping sounds. Let's sway like this until our vision melts away.