smell the salt and hear the call i cant see the point at all skipping over the sharp rocks i cant feel my feet at all youre stunning but you never notice beauty opens up like a lotus the mountains cut the sky and the sea the sea it eats the rocks the world is there but they wont show us the world is there but they wont show us the world is there but they wont show us the world is there but they wont show us ocean glides beneath my board different colours spill on top everything just seems so small i dont need to think at all youre stunning but you never notice beauty opens up like a lotus the mountains cut the sky and the sea the sea it eats the rocks the world is there but they wont show us the world is there but they wont show us the world is there but they wont show us the world is there but they wont show us we head of to dylans place and get the kickstart for the race and leave a little overspaced and head to nighttime from the day and 
['australian garage punk', 'australian indie', 'indie surf']