Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Late June Sand in my shoes Shirt on your arm Tide creeping up on our towels You laugh Say "Last one in buys fries" [Chorus] Skinny dipping under that crooked moon Hearts kicking harder than our feet in the blue Every little shiver saying "Me too Me too" Skinny dipping Acting like we’re still sixteen Hands finding courage where the waves turn green Always gets me burning like a fever dream [Verse 2] Dark water Salt on your lips Dare in your eyes Your fingers tracing my shoulder Like you’re writing secrets in code on my skin [Chorus] Skinny dipping under that crooked moon Hearts kicking harder than our feet in the blue Every little shiver saying "Me too Me too" Skinny dipping Acting like we’re still sixteen Hands finding courage where the waves turn green Always gets me burning like a fever dream [Bridge] We duck under Hold our breath too long Come up gasping Tangled in a laugh and a cough Who said growing up meant cooling off? Who said growing up meant cooling off? (hey!) [Chorus] Skinny dipping under that crooked moon Hearts kicking harder than our feet in the blue Every little shiver saying "Me too Me too" Skinny dipping Acting like we’re still sixteen Hands finding courage where the waves turn green Always gets me burning like a fever dream
Tags
Slow-blooming indie pop with a dreamy, hazy groove. Clean electric guitar arpeggios over warm bass and brushed drums; male vocals half-whispered in the verses, opening into a sticky, melodic hook in the chorus. Subtle synth pads and distant oohs widen the choruses; bridge strips to guitar and voice before a final, more urgent refrain.
Duration
3:24
Instrumental
No
Created
2/23/2026