surfin' wav

i'm a surfer, but I still suffer - life is the dead sea -

every time I try to find answers i'm getting stopped -

I can't go down deep to get my pearl of white - a

mirror to my inner-city blues

my eyes do only see the world over the surface,

not the sole of soul which makes all the difference in

the end - doesn't have the lens to see down all the

way, like the tree whose sight

getting stopped by its own leaves -

left alone, they are no longer

with him, even though they're right

there, he will soon drop them

and start over again, when he have

understand they won't come back

home, the last chance they get - have

grown up, but not the way he

wanted, gone the totally wrong way

every girl have to much make-up

to reach the inside, their heat -

like a wall i'm running into, a deffensive foul,

but get no call, no one see me, no one hear...

it's a cold world we're living in

and it ain't getting any warmer

i'm a surfer, it's easy these days,

I don't even have to try,

the water begins to turn to ice

and I can stand straight

up without concentrate a bit