They’ll all find some day

Found things lost time ago

Take a cycle to repeat

Trending up and down

Rearing their headed crest

Above the horizon

So the mainstream can see

And all behind is hidden

When the surfers swam out

Far enough beyond

The crest headed wave

Will have the ocean

Dark blue and deep sky

All to themselves

Until that wave crest crashes

Where the mainstream can see

And a few more will venture out