Someone has found the ultimate ride
where man communicates with the entire earth,
absorbing the waves of the Living Force
that travels into his fateful course. . .

Surfers are dreamers, from all over the world,
alive in the nations of all of the races.
They are drawn to the "perfect" coastline places
like a Point Conception reef with ten foot faces.

To understand what surfers are doing
you must join them right now in pursuing
the dreams of ancient Hawaiian kings
that were reborn with the sixties things. . .

Surfers don't protest or complain much,
yet most people think they're an insane bunch
to spend their time toward the unusual goal
of searching for deep feelings inside the Soul.

Surfers seldom argue about modern politics,
social trends or scientific tricks.
But if you get caught in a surfer's dream,
be prepared to let off some steam. . .

Their visions fill up with sunsets a lot,
while praying in the line-up spot.
They usually sit out where few will go
so they can see all of God's rainbow.

They know the offshore winds and tides
will help their moves on the luxury rides.
And when the swirling force is strong,
they're really singing the tubular song.

The focus of a surfer's love
can fly higher than a peaceful dove.
Surfers who slide inside the waves with affection
have a naturally exciting, very directional erection!

As those marching lines of energy,
from Antarctica or the Aleutian Sea,
charge into sandy bays and fortified reefs
they capture a surfer's predestined beliefs.

Can a human being feel reborn
by the Earth's most powerful surface form?
Surrounding a surfrider in his finest hour,
The Creator controls the compassing power.