Track Insight / Lyrics
You bring the kindling for the heat
The Pacific sand beneath your feet
You trace a line inside the tide
With nothing left for you to hide
Sip the salt spray, feel the gold
A summer story yet untold
Sip the salt spray, hold the light
We own the rhythm of the night
You watch the bonfire start to glow
The amber embers dancing slow
You laugh a joke with wicked grace
A sudden smile across your face
The pump organ hums a steady beat
The boardwalk air is smelling sweet
You lean away with a clever stare
With ocean mist inside your hair
Sip the salt spray, feel the gold
A summer story yet untold
Sip the salt spray, hold the light
We own the rhythm of the night
The slide guitar cuts through the haze
We wander in a golden maze
No need to rush the coming dawn
Until the last reflection's gone
You toss a shell into the blue
I find a different point of view
The brass is sharp and loud and clear
The only sound I want to hear
Sip the salt spray, feel the gold
A summer story yet untold
Sip the salt spray, hold the light
We own the rhythm of the night
Just the salt spray and the gold
Keep the story, let it fold
Yeah, just the gold
