Ros 19 Songtext
von Frans Jansenn

When the day was loud and hearts felt worn
We climbed the roof where peace was born
Shared a meal from one takeout box
Cigarettes burned down like ticking clocks

Green wine in a plastic cup
Laughed too loud, no one gave a
We gambled slots, made fake bets
Swore we′d make it out with no regrets

You brought cards, he brought dreams
She told stories in between
I just played the quiet type
But those nights, man... they felt right

ROS 19, we ruled the night
With greasy food and broken lights
Four kids too big for dorm-room life
Living slow under neon skies
Now the world pulls from every side
But I still feel ROS 19


Someone's chasing 9 to 5
Someone′s barely staying alive
One's in love, one disappeared
But I still see you all right here

Half lit faces, barefoot floors
Spilled some wine, forgot the score
We were broke, but rich in time
In that rooftop state of mind

All we had was dreams and noise
Shared by four imperfect boys
We never knew what "forever" meant
But damn, we meant it in the moment

ROS 19, late-night flame
Betting pizza on a poker game
Talking 'bout the life we′d make
On cracked tiles and midnight breaks
Now we′re ghosts in different time zones
But I still live in ROS 19

This song's for the ones I knew
Still chasing something, breaking through
If we never find our way again
Just know I′m rooting for you, friend


ROS 19, we were fire
Full of dreams and student flyers
We may never get those nights back
But I wouldn't trade a single laugh
We were more than lost routines
We were brothers at ROS 19

So here′s to the nights we got it wrong
To rooftop meals and staying strong
Wherever you are, raise that glass
Hope you're winning, hope it lasts
And if we never meet again
I hope you made it
From ROS 19