Out on the tide, the morning fades

Golden light on the Palisades

She carves her name in liquid blue

A restless ghost the ocean knew

She drifts where no one ever goes

Salt in her hair, her secrets show

She’s chasing waves, she’s chasing dreams

But nothing’s ever what it seems

I’m falling... like the sun into the sea

She’s calling... from a place I’ll never be

That surfer girl, with stars behind her eyes

She’s fading... into California skies

Board in hand, she walks alone

Past beachfront bars and empty homes

A song of wind, a lullaby

Of lost tomorrows passing by

She never stays, she never cries

She only speaks in ocean sighs

I reach but she just slips right through

A myth beneath a sky so blue

I’m falling... like the moon into the foam

She’s drifting... and I’m standing here alone

That surfer girl, with time stuck in her smile

She’s leaving... riding silence for a while

No footprints left upon the sand

No one to hold, no place to land

Her freedom cuts, her beauty burns

But still, I wait for her return

Neon fades on Ocean Way

She vanished with the summer haze

The lifeguard stand, the painted skies

All whisper soft her last goodbyes

The coast remembers every fall

The echoes dancing down the hall

Of every soul who touched the shore

Then disappeared forevermore

But if she’s out there chasing light

Beyond the edge of day and night

Then maybe dreams don’t have to end

I’ll ride this hope until the bend

I’m falling... like a prayer into the deep

She’s calling... through the language of my sleep

That surfer girl, the myth the ocean made

Still falling... in the curl of every wave

( “Still falling...”)