We cling onto the water's edge
The soil is thin, the breeze blows off the bay
A nation blue in running shoes
Don't look too close, you might not like the view
Ceiling's on fire, train's leaving the station
It's January and we're on vacation
Take your complaint to the United Nations
I feel my wave coming on
Sea of blue, sea of white
Eternal purple morning light
We cling onto the water's edge
Manicure the border hedge
Stack up the brick and mortar ledge
While calling out a sister sledge
Tidal River
Through our fingers
Tidal River
Through our fingers
Passes on
Jetski over the pale reef
Chase the pill for some relief
As long as you don't point out what's underneath your feet
Stand and complete, it's the only retreat
The turf is pure
Keep the peace on the green leaf streets
Fire up the grill ignition
And cook it beyond recognition
Tidal River
Through our fingers
Tidal River
Through our fingers
Passes on
Ceiling's on fire, train's leaving the station
It's January and we're on vacation
Take your complaint to the United Nations
I feel my wave coming on and on
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