The Wave

One day I caught the wave
And surely I was swept up in the fever,
Didn't notice it was neither good or bad
And what we had
Was really very little so we set out in the middle of the night
And then we tried, denied high tide
And had to wait until the storm blew in, 
And picked up what we had packed in and then we sailed
And saw whale tails, ahead of us came crashing cut through water,
Foreshadowing our lives
And we cried.....

Forty days, of haze and waves
And not a trace of any other people just the sun and salty air
But then a cloud of round wound sound, surrounded us 
And opened up the sky and
Gave a fierce an mighty cry
"Why have you come?"
"What is it that can be done?"
And so we gathered up our voices
Made the choice no turning back and we replied
Its time, time , time,
So many people feel the vibe
They pick it up and come alive.

So there we were, we all took turns
And teetered in the ocean getting louder 
As we pleaded with the cloud
To spare our lives
Its time, time, time
He said that mother earth was fed up and the people had to go
Yeah had to go
But "oh no "
We said  "Its coming, we are waking"
"Can't you see that we are taking back the world!"
"So don't give up on the world!"
And with that water turned to sky
Our humble boat began to fly.