One, two, three

A boy that grows up in a beach town
And never learns to surf
Sounds like the perfect distillation
Of my time spent here on earth
But I have stared at the horizon
With both feet in the sand
The thing I love about the ocean

It comes in waves, waves

I've been feeling like a lightbulb
When the filament won't glow
Surrounded by a darkness
'Cause the currents movin' slow
Am I losin' my intensity?
Is that feeling here to stay?
But that's the thing 'bout electricity

It comes in waves (it comes in waves)
Waves (it comes in waves)

I think I found something in common
With nothingness and god
You stare at either in the face too long
They'll do each other's job
Sometimes those silences are holy
Sometimes I'm drifting into space
But if that spirit's moving through me

It comes in waves (it comes in waves, it comes in waves)
Comes in waves (it comes in waves, it comes in waves)

I think their grip is getting looser
I think they're giving us a try
If you feel good about the future
And baby, so do I
Let's keep an eye on all our enemies
While we're popping the champagne
'Cause that's the thing about a victory

It comes in waves (it comes in waves, it comes in waves)
Comes in waves (it comes in waves, it comes in waves)
Comes in waves (it comes in waves, it comes in waves)
Comes in waves (it comes in waves, it comes in waves)

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Taylor Goldsmith