Padre... short for paradise
I ran on the clear sand,
like it was my first time using my legs.
Brown and blue on a peice of land,
with waves of mountains reaching the sky.
When I move to the shore,
its like I'm walking the wrong way on an escalator.
The water moves under me..
its hard to keep balance on the sandy floor.
I look to the sky...
so cloudy and blue.
the birds fly so high,
its a life that feels so true.
The beach birds i hear on...
like it was my first time using my legs.
Brown and blue on a peice of land,
with waves of mountains reaching the sky.
When I move to the shore,
its like I'm walking the wrong way on an escalator.
The water moves under me..
its hard to keep balance on the sandy floor.
I look to the sky...
so cloudy and blue.
the birds fly so high,
its a life that feels so true.
The beach birds i hear on...