sensation song everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy has a peculiar choice of words
The air was thick with the perfume of cedar, and a gentle breeze whispered through the trunks. Around a flickering ember pit, friends mingled, each with a tankard in hand, overflowing with liquor. The evening was fresh, but the music was fiery, filling the air with a raucous energy. It was the kind of night where souls soared, and stories unfold