Sun is dripping on the ocean floor,
Silver shadows knocking at my door.
Dancing barefoot on electric ground,
Lost and found in the funky sound.
Call the fire, let it burn,
Every corner, every turn.
Raise your voice into the sky,
We’re alive and we can fly.
Chorus
ride in a river,ride in a river,ride in a river
City lights are painting on my skin,
Every heartbeat’s pulling me within.
Echoes dancing through the midnight air,
Chasing freedom ‘cause it’s everywhere.
Sun is dripping on the ocean floor,
Silver shadows knocking at my door.
Dancing barefoot on electric ground,
Lost and found in the funky sound.
Chorus
ride in a river,ride in a river,ride in a river
Ride in a river
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