Surf Chickens

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Music and Lyrics © Matthew Ebel

The days are rolling on.
Like the waves they move so fast
and then they’re gone.
And then there’s you and I
we could try to ride
or let them pass us by.

We could roam around the earth
collecting photos, stamps, and shirts
or we could lie here in the sun for all its worth.
We could be chickens in the surf.

I look up at the sky
and I wonder what it
must be like to fly.
Is everything so small
that we’re better off
on the wing over it all?

We could roam around the earth
collecting scratches, dents, and dirt
or we could lie here in the sun for all its worth.
We could be chickens in the surf.

(Instrumental)

We could roam around the earth
collecting bruises, bumps, and worse
or we could lie here in the sun for all its worth.
Let’s just be chickens in the surf.