// [Gentle whooosh… gull cries… reverb guitar notes fading in]

It’s been flat since the summer began

Every dawn, the sea’s all glass

Wax on the board, but it stays by the door

Dreaming of lines that die at the shore

Now the pressure’s falling low

Maps light up, the currents flow

From the east, the cyclone spins

Bringing big waves and offshore winds

Whooosh — crashhh — feel the waves take form

Shhhhaaah — splashhh — in my surfer soul

Let it break, let it rise, let it never claim

Any home, any soul in its ocean grasp

Wax drips in the rising heat

Friends text “see you at the reef”

Hearts race, though we all know

This gift rides with a heavy undertow

// [Surf guitar melody answered by shimmering synth lead]

// [Wave FX sync with snare hits]

“The ocean gives… and it takes.

We ride the beauty, never forget the weight.”

Whooosh — crashhh — feel the thunder roll

Shhhhaaah — splashhh — in my surfer soul

Let it roar, let it rise, let it never take

Any home, any life in its ocean wake

(Yeah… let it stay offshore, let it stay away)

// [Long reverb guitar note fading into wave sounds and distant thunder]