Cool Azure Wiepout by Modern Colours Lyrics
Breathtaking blue seemed true as colours cascaded into the misty air
A bizarre random sentiment with the moon shifting in tandem to the tides
They manoeuvre like the waves transitioning from the harmony to the impeccable melody as the reverb of the past comes crashing down
Winding up in the cool azure wipeout
The crash was a minuscule cruel but as refreshing as icy lime
It’s when nothing ever fathomed if it was coming or going in time
A metaphor for life the ripples splintered the sea like a knife
Adrift in the riptide that glided over the course of dozens of kilometres
The odyssey intrigued the senses as did the creatures seen through azure lenses
Caught away of it all through the fisherman’s net
Winding up in the cool azure wipeout
Through the collision the city of Atlantis was in vision
White clay houses blanket the coast like elegant blouses
The coastal mountain gray seemed like it would never skid away
Nights gleamed away through all the forays
Tiptoes through gardens of succulently sweet local berries were legendary
One coup de foudre forever seemed to stimulate stamina
Plasaintaires of the day to day were pleasant but the homeland still beckoned
A bizarre random sentiment with the moon shifting in tandem to the tides
They manoeuvre like the waves transitioning from the harmony to the impeccable melody as the reverb of the past comes crashing down
Winding up in the cool azure wipeout
The crash was a minuscule cruel but as refreshing as icy lime
It’s when nothing ever fathomed if it was coming or going in time
A metaphor for life the ripples splintered the sea like a knife
Adrift in the riptide that glided over the course of dozens of kilometres
The odyssey intrigued the senses as did the creatures seen through azure lenses
Caught away of it all through the fisherman’s net
Winding up in the cool azure wipeout
Through the collision the city of Atlantis was in vision
White clay houses blanket the coast like elegant blouses
The coastal mountain gray seemed like it would never skid away
Nights gleamed away through all the forays
Tiptoes through gardens of succulently sweet local berries were legendary
One coup de foudre forever seemed to stimulate stamina
Plasaintaires of the day to day were pleasant but the homeland still beckoned