Salt Portugal. The Man

[Verse 1: John Gourley, Gang Vocals]
My legs are all buried in salt the way
As my lips move out all of my words the way
But this can't be all that we have to wait
This can't be all that we have to wait

[Interlude: Gang Vocals]
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh

[Verse 2: John Gourley, Gang Vocals]
Pressing and pulling these pains the way
They listen and listen for all the way
But this can't be all that we have to wait
This can't be all that we have to wait

[Interlude: Gang Vocals]
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh

[Chorus: John Gourley & Gang Vocals]
Do you hear the wind child?
Calling out to salt plains
Listen to the wind child
It's calling out, it's calling out your name
I was born of sun beams
Warming up our limbs
Born up from the earth child