July breeze is calling me
From fast asleep
I’m on my feet
Over the lands, under our wheels
From shifting nails, umbrella seas
The wooden walk we’d run
Mapping out the day
Following the sun
We’d build sandcastles
We’d build sandcastles
Knowing that they wash away
We’d build sandcastles
We’d build sandcastles
Knowing that they wash away
Panning for gold, in riverbeds
“Don’t feed the birds.” my mother said
And in the dunes, where lovers meet
We’d wake the dead, my cousin screams
We wouldn’t walk we’d run
Mapping out the day
Hiding from the sun
We’d build sandcastles
We’d build sandcastles
Knowing that they wash away
We’d build sandcastles
We’d build sandcastles
Knowing that they wash away
Wash away
We’d build sandcastles
We’d build sandcastles
Knowing that they wash away
Build sandcastles
Knowing that they wash away