White dotted lines swaying back and forth (give the)
Solid river, mystically unfolds
Heavy eyelids and howling stereo
Good vibrations wherever we go (White dotted lines)

Through the palm trees, we see two islands
Pave the graveyards and its dune of sand
No one onboard really understands
Why it matters, where the headlights land

White dotted lines shooting from the sky
Through the palm trees, dancing in the pines
Heavy eyelids and howling stereo
It's a function, we know where to go

White dotted lines jumping up and down
Welcome to the self, take a look around
See the islands, they say hi to you
There's no way back, you're part of the crew