Wipeout - New Model Army

This is where we go to — to the blue of the ocean

On the 30 westbound to the diamond water

Lost out in the white waves — salt purification

Bright eyes and breathless — this is how Love feels

Wash away the black stuff, wash away the road-dirt

In the thrill of the wipe-out, feel it pulling you under

This is where it saved your life in the days of the new beginning

All the sweet redemption lines that you wrote and told a thousand times

This is where we go to — to the blue of the ocean

On the 30 westbound to the diamond water

On the back-lanes down to the sea we pulled to the side of the road

Danced together in the headlights beam to the songs on the radio

Cheek to cheek.

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We’re up on the cliff tops as the dusk falls and the wind drops down,

The last of the light fading in the sky out to the west;

And far out to sea, the water glows iridescent, perfect, like a promise

Of warm water in the shallows, cold water out in the deep,

Splashing on my face and rolling over, over, over.

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