The Tropics
MASC Music
My sound waves like an ocean
I'm going to somewhere
Tropical and alone
A solitude underwater
Palm trees made of gold
No one can find me if I'm hiding
In a coral reef
I love the waves, I love the water
I bow down to the sea
I am going to the tropics
Nowhere I will ever go can top it
I am one with the sea
My high vibration frequencies
Swimming in the sea
I'm chilling at the side of the beach
I wanna run away with the waves
And never see the light of day again
I found the home of the sirens
Their songs and stories reflect their crying
Sand castles and treasure troves
I take it all in as I explore
I am going to the tropics
Nowhere I will ever go can top it
I am one with the sea
My high vibration frequencies