Crystal Shores

Crystal Shores, a lot of funk, a bit of breakbeat with a touch of soul & summer. lyrics: Cool breeze kicking up the fine white sand Trace a map of the islands on the back of your hand Left the city noise and the glowing screens behind To see what kind of magic we could actually find The engine’s hum is fading as we hit the shore I don’t think I’m looking for the data anymore It’s a golden hour . honey let the rhythm take hold Writing stories in the heat before the night turns cold From the turquoise water to the burning afternoon We’re chasing down the sun but it’s leaving us too soon Just a summer daydream salt on your skin This is where the real world finally begins Watch the tide rolling in to wash the prints away We’ve got nothing but the hours in a cloudless day No more midnight pings or the static in the air Just the smell of the ocean and the wind in your hair I used to count the seconds in a digital line But out here on the coast we’re doing just fine When the bonfire sparks hit the velvet sky And the boardwalk lights start to flicker on high I’ll remember the heat and the way the waves crashed Long after the summer and the season have passed Sun, shore, sand Holding your hand Fade out into the blue Just me and you Sun, shore, sand ©2026PM My lyrics/songs/thoughts, in conjunction with AI Music creation.