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When I'm all dry
and haven't found a wave
I feel all couped up
like living in a cave.
My legs all heavy
feet on the ground
feels like I'm draggin'
granite rocks around.
Back is all stiff
an ache and a pain
energy zapped
it's all gone down the drain.
Then I get a glimpse of ocean
sparkling bright and blue
lifting up my head
a wiff of offshore too?
Suddenly my mood will swing
where things don't seem so grim
get a smile on my face
need to act on a whim.
To turn this day around
and fill it full of zest
there is no doubt in my mind
'cause now I'm headed west.
I've made it to the beach
and there's one thing you can bet
nothing makes me more alive
than when I'm soaking wet.
copyright 2005 Andy Harney
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