Tidal Fury

Salt on the windshield,

tires on the sand Running from the heat in a broken-down van

Hot air is blowing,

radio is loud

No destination, just escaping the crowd

And the waves are crashing down

To wash away this town (yeah)

High tide, wild ride,

sun is burning gold

We are

running free, we are

never growing old Catch the swell,

hear it yell, riding on the peak This is the dynamic summer

that we seek

Sunburn and seaweed, salt in my eyes Chasing the horizon under cobalt

skies (whoooo) Board under my arm,

wax on the deck

Living for the crash,

we don't care about the wreck

And the waves are crashing down

To wash away this town (yeah)

High tide, wild ride,

sun is burning gold

We are

running free, we are

never growing old

Catch the swell, hear it yell,

riding on the peak

This is the dynamic summer that we seek

Water cooling down,

sun goes red

All of the words

that we never said (shhh)

Let

it crash

Let it wash away (wash it all away)