Letra de The Surf

I build my sculptures on the beach
All alone, you out of reach
The surf comes every day
Washes my creations away
Exile on paradise
Everything i need to survive
No one to share the joy
Solitude turns every song to noise

Marooned here out of fate
The only thing to do is create
My daily menagerie
With the things that wash up from the sea
Moonlight on my face
A lively dance, North South West and East
Dance toward the ocean dreams
Luring me to my pacific grace