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The salty wind is blowing through the old station
Another day is fading with no destination
Watching the waves coming in and going out again
Counting the moments that I've lost since I was ten
Just a tiny shadow on the wet sandy ground
Waiting for the echoes of a brand new sound
Ride the tide through the golden evening light
Before the blue of the sky turns into the night
Everything is changing, everything is the same
Calling out the future by a secret name
Yeah, we’re running faster than the turning tide
With nothing left for us to hide!
A rusted bicycle leaning on the sea wall
Waiting for the summer that we used to recall
Old maps are useless in this digital maze
Walking through the static and the purple haze
But I feel the heat of the sun on my back
Keeping my feet on the invisible track
The world is wider than the lenses can see
Beyond the surface of the deep reality
Even if the colors start to wash away
I will find the meaning in this ordinary day
Ride the tide through the golden evening light
Before the blue of the sky turns into the night
Everything is changing, everything is the same
Calling out the future by a secret name
Yeah, we’re running faster than the turning tide
With nothing left for us to hide!
