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{acoustic guitar
picking} {warm analog strings
swell} (ooh-yeah)
Packed our bags and took the flight
Chasing stars into the Southern night
Touchdown in Johannesburg, a brand new world
With our map and dreams unfurled
Oh, we're riding on a game drive,
wide awake
See the dust that the lions make
From the highest bridge we leap and fly
South African sun burning bright in the sky
Sunrise over Kruger, mist on the grass
Acacia trees watch the quiet herds pass
Then standing on Bloukrans,
heart beating fast
One, two, three, jump!
We're flying at last
(whooooah) Oh, we're riding on a game drive,
wide awake
See the dust that the lions make
From the highest bridge we leap and fly
South African sun burning bright in the sky
{guitars drop
out} (shhhh)
Whispering branches, the great wild plain
Every single heartbeat will never be the same {drums kick back in,
building cresendo}
Oh, we're riding on a game drive,
wide awake
See the dust that the lions make
From the highest bridge we leap and fly
South African sun burning bright in the sky
(yeah, yeah)
Our family road trip under open skies
(wild and free) South Africa,
you took
us by surprise
{acoustic guitar fading out} {ambient outdoor room tone}