Create dream pop lyrics for a breathy female vocal, in the vein of Beach House and Cocteau Twins, with fragmented, soft-edged phrasing that blurs between memory and fantasy. Music parameters: 72 BPM, G major, core instrumentation: washed-out pedal steel guitar (substituted for standard electric), velvet layered polysynth pads, muted standup bass, soft shaker percussion, heavily reverb-dipped vocals blended into the soundscape. Theme: A protagonist wandering a dewy abandoned 1970s coastal boardwalk at dusk, recalling half-formed memories of a first date where they shared cotton candy and watched bioluminescent waves. Emotion is soft, warm, and slightly disoriented, like waking from a pleasant nap with the scent of salt water still lingering in your nose. Imagery leans into faded neon signs, glowing tide foam, crumpled fair ticket stubs tucked in jacket pockets.
Lyrics
[Intro] [Verse] Boardwalk turns to gray Dew on the railing Light starts to fray Softly exhaling Seagulls have flown away Left me alone today Walking on silver wood Where we once stood [Pre-Chorus] Velvet sky is low Watch the colors go Sinking in the sand Can't find your hand [Chorus] Glow in the tide Nowhere to hide Pink sugar lace Melts on your face Waves of neon blue Lost inside of you Bioluminescent dreams Ripping at the seams [Post-Chorus] Salt on my tongue When we were young Salt on my skin Where do I begin? [Verse] Faded yellow signs Broken electric lines Ticket in my coat Like a paper boat Seventies gold dust Turning to red rust Shadows on the pier Wish you were here [Pre-Chorus] Velvet sky is low Watch the colors go Sinking in the sand Can't find your hand [Chorus] Glow in the tide Nowhere to hide Pink sugar lace Melts on your face Waves of neon blue Lost inside of you Bioluminescent dreams RIPPING AT THE SEAMS [Bridge] Is it a memory? Or just a fantasy? Waking from a sleep Secrets that I keep Warmth on my skin Where do I begin? Floating in the haze Counting all the days [Break] [Chorus] Glow in the tide Nowhere to hide Pink sugar lace Melts on your face Waves of neon blue Lost inside of you Bioluminescent dreams Ripping at the seams [Post-Chorus] Salt on my tongue When we were young Salt on my skin Where do I begin? [Outro]
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