we went to the lake and we sat in the sand
echoes came over those fresh summer jams
the water was warm from the sun beating down
waded in slow till our feet couldn't touch the ground
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swimming beneath the power lines
we left those streets for the pines
(solo)
boats are in the harbor
down by the bay
boats are in the harbor
waiting for clear days
It's just a matter of power lines
It's just a matter of time
(solo)