

Verse
Salt on my shoulders, June on your skin
Radio static where the pier lights begin
You kicked off your sandals, ran where the sand turned to foam
Seventeen summers and nowhere to call home but this
Pre-Chorus
Do you feel it pulling
Soft beneath the blue
Something sweet and cruel
Dragging me toward you
Chorus
It's the undertow, undertow
Pulling gold from the sky, letting go
Of the version of me that was scared of the deep
Take me under, but let me keep
This
The undertow, undertow
Verse
Lanterns on the boardwalk, cheap wine in a cup
You wrote your name in the wet sand and the tide swallowed it up
We laughed like it wouldn't matter, like summer wouldn't end
Now every August feels like losing a friend to the sea
Pre-Chorus
Do you feel it pulling
Soft beneath the blue
Something sweet and cruel
Dragging me toward you
Chorus
It's the undertow, undertow
Pulling gold from the sky, letting go
Of the version of me that was scared of the deep
Take me under, but let me keep
This
The undertow, undertow
Bridge
Maybe growing up is just
Learning how to drown in trust
Watching seasons turn to rust
And loving them anyway
Chorus
It's the undertow, undertow
Pulling gold from the sky, letting go
Of the version of me that was scared of the deep
Take me under, but let me keep
This
The undertow, undertow
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