Sun-drenched Aussie psychedelic pop, track lands at 92 BPM, E mixolydian with lydian/flatted-seventh modal interchange, warped dreamlike, blissfully disoriented and unmoored like a half-asleep summer coastal fever dream. Core instrumentation: Fender Jaguar running thick phaser through warped tape wow and flutter, Mellotron flute, baritone sitar, brushed tabla accents, 12-string electric layered under soft spring reverb-submerged female lead vocals, stacked honeyed harmonies, wordless falsetto tangents, long swirling tape-delay outro jam. Lyrics follow a loose first-person narrative of getting lost walking coastal tidal pools at golden hour when a sudden heat haze warps all familiar landmarks; use soft surreal, half-remembered imagery: glittering salt crust on sunburnt arms, crab shells holding tiny iridescent rainbows, distant house windows warping like melting candy, no sharp linear plot only soft glowing, gently confused wonder that blurs waking and daydream states, in the surreal melodic pop voice of Tame Impala, MGMT, Animal Collective.
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[Intro] [Verse] Salt crust on my skin Where do I begin? Tidal pools of gold Stories left untold [Pre-Chorus] The sand begins to glow The water moving slow A world I used to know Is putting on a show [Chorus] Windows melt like candy sweet Floating off the ground Rising in the summer heat Without a single sound [Post-Chorus] Dreaming wide awake For my own sake Into the hazy lake A step I have to take [Verse] Crab shells hold the light Rainbows shining bright Landmarks fade away In the warm decay [Pre-Chorus] The sand begins to glow The water moving slow A world I used to know Is putting on a show [Chorus] Windows melt like candy sweet Floating off the ground Rising in the summer heat Without a single sound [Post-Chorus] Dreaming wide awake For my own sake Into the hazy lake A step I have to take [Bridge] Is this real or just a dream? Floating down a golden stream Washed away by tide and time Living in a simple rhyme [Verse] Sunburnt arms of red Voices in my head Tide is pulling low Where did summer go? [Chorus] Windows melt like candy sweet Floating off the ground Rising in the summer heat Without a single sound [Post-Chorus] Dreaming wide awake For my own sake Into the hazy lake A step I have to take [Outro]
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