Learn to Surf

Well, let's wander Where no one goes I know a quiet spot, To the left of this coast As we wander Singing ‘God Only Knows’ As the sun shone I lost the bars on my phone. But in the summer daze, And the summer haze My mate Noah, Begins to say, If you can't stop the waves If you can't stop the waves, Learn to surf. We better learn to. So I’m soaking up the sunlight, I’m running in the fields. If you don’t know where you’re going, Just go where you feel, I’m singing, “Whoa” I’m singing, “Whoa”. And the footwear of your 9 to 5, Is rubbing at the heel, Contradicting all those starry skies With money and appeal But keep holding on, When it's all too much But keep holding on, Whoa, And the night, it’s almost over And the tide, is on the turn And the waves of life are heading towards you We better learn to surf. There’s rip curls in the office, There’s currents in relationships, The sailor rides the storm of life But we’re the ones surfing it, There’s sand dunes at the weekend, And whirlpools on a Monday, I’m waxing up my board babe, I’m reacting to your call babe. And, there’s red flags in the meeting room, Chequered on a Saturday I’m weighing up the pros and cons, I’m eyeing each size of wave Remember when we sat alone, On that summer vacation trip, Noah turns round to me Saying something that’ll always stick: “If you can’t stop the waves, Learn to surf.”