the smell of pines

staying out at the beach
a fire and everything's fine
red wine and some bottled beer
we’re fine all along the line

breathing in breathing out
a starlit night is a drug
we’re out on a beautiful trip
getting high but we’re built on rock

do you smell
the smell of the pines
it’s worth the morning dew
counting all the fiery sparks
it makes me feel brand new

new
new
so new
it makes me feel brand new