Oh summer

Chorus

Salt on the breeze

Salt on the breeze

Faded polaroids tucked in my pocket

Wishing I could just stop it

Before the winter freezes the trees

Verse 1

Old bikes

Rusted frames left leaning by the harbor wall

Small talk in the garden while we watched the apples fall

Sixteen years old

Living like the world was gold

Chorus

Salt on the breeze

Salt on the breeze

Faded polaroids tucked in my pocket

Wishing I could just stop it

Before the winter freezes the trees

Verse 2

Trains rattling

Coastal lines where the gulls gather low

Waiting for the high tide to put on a show

Grey pier wood

Doing things we never should

Bridge

Maybe it's gone

Maybe it's lost

Maybe it's buried under the frost

Blue sky turning into charcoal stains

Chorus

Salt on the breeze

Salt on the breeze

Faded polaroids tucked in my pocket

Wishing I could just stop it

Before the winter freezes the trees

Chorus

Salt on the breeze

Salt on the breeze

Faded polaroids tucked in my pocket

Wishing I could just stop it

Before the winter freezes the trees