I've lived my life so far from surf
On land that's dull and safe.
I want to crash into the foam.
Lord, let me catch that wave.
My soul floats west along the coast
And learns how tides behave.
It wants to ride inside the tube.
Lord, let me catch that wave.
And when it's time for my low tide,
Don't put me in a grave.
May the Pacific be my rest.
Lord, let me catch that wave.
