[Intro]

[Muted surf guitar with a lazy, sun-drenched reverb]

[Verse 1]

The balcony's white, the ocean is too loud

I’m wearing this fame like a heavy grey cloud

I traded my bicycle for a chrome-plated cage

Now I’m reading my life from a glossy-print page

[Verse 2]

There’s organic honey on my expensive bread

But I’m tasting the dust of the old days instead

The pool water’s blue, but it lacks any salt

Success is a lock, and I’m stuck in the vault

[Chorus]

Imagine a world where the noise just stops

Where we aren't all racing for the cherry on top

The view from the cliff is a beautiful blur

But I miss the boy that I definitely were

Yeah, the champagne is cold but the welcome is thin

When you finally lose what you struggled to win

[Verse 3]

My shadow is longer in the afternoon heat

It doesn't recognize the shoes on my feet

I’m buying the silence that I used to hate

Watching the sunset arrive much too late

[Bridge]

They all want a piece, they all want a bite

Under the glare of a stage-managed light

But the lemons are sour in the garden of grace

And I’m just a mask with a familiar face

[Chorus]

Imagine a world where the noise just stops

Where we aren't all racing for the cherry on top

The view from the cliff is a beautiful blur

But I miss the boy that I definitely were

Yeah, the champagne is cold but the welcome is thin

When you finally lose what you struggled to win

[Outro]

[A single guitar string vibrates and stops abruptly]

Just imagine...

The salt... the dust...

[End]