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Bl00Dy - Our Summer Story | Скачать MP3 бесплатно
Our Summer Story

Our Summer Story

Bl00Dy

Альбом: Golden Hour Dance
Длительность: 3:39
Год: 2025
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Текст песни

Oh na na na
Yeah
That summer sound

First cool wind is blowin' through the open door
Smell of rain that's comin', ain't felt that before
This time of year, it always hits me with a haze
Takes me back to sun-drenched, faded, younger days

One look, two lanes, drivin' with the windows down
Got that grainy photograph feelin' all over this town
Hear your voice just like a whisper on the breeze
Yeah, you're tangled in the roots of all my favorite memories

And oh, the heat from the pavement, the beat from the car
The salt on your skin underneath the stars
We were swayin' to the rhythm of the tide comin' in slow
Your hand in mine was the only thing I had to know
That night was painted in hibiscus and in gold
A story that the ocean and the warm wind told

Remember laughin' 'til our voices all went raw
Barefoot on the boardwalk, breakin' every single law
That felt important then, you know, we felt so free
Traced the lines across your palm, you did the same to me

One look, two lanes, drivin' with the windows down
Got that grainy photograph feelin' all over this town
Hear your voice just like a whisper on the breeze
Yeah, you're tangled in the roots of all my favorite memories

And oh, the heat from the pavement, the beat from the car
The salt on your skin underneath the stars
We were swayin' to the rhythm of the tide comin' in slow
Your hand in mine was the only thing I had to know
That night was painted in hibiscus and in gold
A story that the ocean and the warm wind told

The air gets heavy, static on the radio
And for a second, I forget I had to let you go
It ain't a sad thing, it's more like a gentle ache
For a feeling that I know two hearts can only make

And oh, the heat from the pavement, the beat from the car
The salt on your skin underneath the stars
We were swayin' to the rhythm of the tide comin' in slow
Your hand in mine was the only thing I had to know
That night was painted in hibiscus and in gold
A story that the ocean and the warm wind told

The warm wind told
Yeah, a story that the warm wind told
Oh na na na
Underneath the stars
Yeah, the salt on your skin