
[Verse]
We were ghosts on the shoreline, wild and young,
Dancing in the dark ‘til the tide bit our tongues.
Cheap beer, old songs, salt on our skin,
Laughed ’til the moon dipped low and the cops rolled in.
Passed-out halos in the sand and smoke,
Talking like kings off a half-burned roach.
We had nothin’ but time and a busted-up van,
But that fire in our chest? That was the plan.
[Chorus]
Back when the breeze hit different,
Night rolled in like a song we lived in.
Hearts off-leash and the speakers loud,
Waves crashin’ just past the crowd.
Now we toast with a view and a rooftop flame,
But that rhythm underneath still feels the same.
Yeah we grew, but we never got old —
Still feel the coast runnin’ through our soul.
[Verse 2]
Now it’s hillside decks and chilled champagne,
Sunset glass in a driftwood tray.
DJ spins from a bluetooth speaker,
And the vibe just hits a little sleeker.
Still barefoot, still wide-eyed fools,
Just with better wine and saltwater pools.
We light up the sky from the cliffs tonight,
Ocean below, and the stars feel right.
[Chorus]
Back when the breeze hit different,
Night rolled in like a song we lived in.
Hearts off-leash and the speakers loud,
Waves crashin’ just past the crowd.
Now we toast with a view and a rooftop flame,
But that rhythm underneath still feels the same.
Yeah we grew, but we never got old —
Still feel the coast runnin’ through our soul.
[Verse 3]
Now we move a little slower, talk a bit deep,
Trade dawn patrols for full night’s sleep.
But the fire’s still there when the breeze cuts through,
Same damn crew with a wider view.
A little more peace, a little less mess,
But the pulse of the waves still beats in our chest.
Present tense, but the past ain’t gone —
We’re just riding that feeling a little more strong.
[Chorus]
Back when the breeze hit different,
Night rolled in like a song we lived in.
Hearts off-leash and the speakers loud,
Waves crashin’ just past the crowd.
Now we toast with a view and a rooftop flame,
But that rhythm underneath still feels the same.
Yeah we grew, but we never got old —
Still feel the coast runnin’ through our soul.
[Outro]
Still feel the coast runnin’ through our soul,
Still feel the coast runnin’ through our soul,
Feet in the sand, but we’re chasin’ control,
Still feel the coast runnin’ through our soul.
Let it ride — don’t need a goal,
The breeze still speaks what we already know.
Yeah we glow, yeah we roll —
Still feel the coast runnin’ through our soul…
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