Paul Hansen - Zen Surfer

Your the wind and the waves your the Zen Surfer
Your sea salt lover, you try to usurp her
Like the power of Poseidon a spell has been cast
Timeless eternal, smooth as sea glass

So with her you surfed the furthest of moons
And dredged from the depths the face of Neptune

You know it's all a dream as you drive in your van
The only thing real is the seat full of sand

Now rolling down the hill like a barrel full of booze
The sugar mountain tweakers from Santa Cruz
And the Monterey hipsters Insipid and spoiled
Tip their fedoras to Kern County oil

With the ways and the means your the Zen Surfer
Your sea foam Koan you try to take further
Now listen to the drone of the engine now tapping
Is it the sound of one hand that's clapping?

Now listen to the drone of the engine now tapping
Is it the sound of one hand that's clapping?

Written by:
Paul Hansen

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