["Millions of Suns Over Bikini Islands"] Millions of suns over bikini islands A thin magnet, trick or treat, is relief a decestor A rose, a pearl, all to be ruined But then the sun rose Billions of tongues over robbers of silence A fashion to come over voices that break A glitch, a curse, the shake of the earth And then the sun rose High is the tide to wash out the memories Low lie the sun And now is the time to wash off your burdens From now there's no way out Trick of tears running down to the ocean The seal of a rose had the flick of his fingers The rumors had the beaches were floating And then the sun rose Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh High is the tide to wash out the memories Low lie the sun And now is the time to wash off your burdens From now there's no way out From now there's no way out