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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Sand in my shoes
Sun on a Saturday
We’re digging to the center
Like we might escape
Little plastic shovels
Big wild plans
You say
“Let’s make craters
As many as we can”
[Chorus]
Craters in the playground
Jumping mile high
Landing in the footprints that we left behind
Spin around
Fall down
Laughing on our backs
Craters in the playground
Never filling that
Craters in the playground
Echo when we shout
Every little crater says we figured it out
[Verse 2]
Snack breaks
Sticky fingers
You’ve got dirt on your face
You call each hole a planet
Give each one a name
We crown a king of nothing
On a broken swing throne
Whole wide universe
In this corner of our home
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[soft sax riff under vocals]
When the bell rings
When they call us in
Will our worlds stay
Where the sky’s this big?
You squeeze my hand
Say
“Look how far we got”
All these tiny craters
Proving we were here or not
[growling sax fill]
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 9, 2026
Duration2:44
LanguageEnglish
Style
Bouncy funk-pop groove with bright sax lead and male vocals. Tight live drums and walking bass keep it upbeat; rhythm guitars chop on the offbeats. Sax hooks answer every vocal phrase, with a shout-along chorus that opens into big gang vocals and stacked harmonies. Middle break lets the sax riff and build into a final high-energy chorus., saxophone
Credits
Prompt by
WaveyPhaser636
WaveyPhaser636ModelAria v5
Prompt
Play, upbeat, saxophone song about our craters
