Windsurf - Ice Choir

Each day starting the same

Terminal waste and my world’s a screen

Exhaust, permanent rain

Gray is the taste of this restless sleep

But there in the distance

Through the sun and the spray

Path of least resistance

In the arms of the waves…

Song from deep in the sea

Some melody tells me it’s alright

Waist-deep, bury my dreams

Radiant blues to the blackest night

I want to windsurf

Through the sun and the spray

Never feel winter

Or these vanishing days

Gliding wistfully, a paper plane

Skipping through the crashing waves

I’ll follow blindly

All the teachings of the tide

That look in your eyes

Of sparkle and sky

I’ll follow blindly

All the teachings of the tide

That look in my eyes:

Abandoned desire

Of terror acquired

Sundown, hesitant rays

Lie in the shade, still the world’s a screen

Foot-deep, failing to say

Sailing to fade from this restless sleep

I want to windsurf

Or some other way

To never feel winter

Or these vanishing days

Tropical notions

In vague disarray

But I can’t stand the ocean

So I file it away