Moonsurfin' - Malachai

Summer’s here, moon is rising over the sea

And no surprises at the end of the day

You left the world of enterprising

Narrow streets and those high rising

They just fade into gray

You left your phones and moans behind

And headed off for summer climes

A better day has never called

But now it’s here, grab a beer one and all

Surf is up

Come and see the moons reflection

Over the sea with such perfection

You could just flow away

Hear the rhythmic flow that passes

Every single wave that crashes

They just fade into gray

You’ve made your beds and there you lie

Begging for that summer high

A better day has yet to call

So now it’s here, grab a beer one and all

Surf is up