• You’re in a different place,
    Seeing different things,
    Feeling different ways

    Dig your toes into the sand,
    It feels like you’re in another world

    Standing there, the wind rushes through your hair
    The smell of salt surrounding you

    The weather is humid and shows no sympathy
    For the people living on the streets

    The water is always comfortingly warm
    Like cocoa on a cold winters night

    Look over the mountains, then the ocean
    The weather is different like night and day

    Hear the thunder roaring down the mountains
    A bright, dark sensation runs through you

    Look over the mountains and see the lights from the ship,
    Like candles covering chocolate-caramel cake

    All year round, a.m./p.m. doesn’t seem to matter
    The essence of the city only comes out at night.