We woke up on the beach Blue skies palm trees, strawberry blonde spinifex Whistling on a seagull meet Exchanging valuable information of the tide and the sea The horizon beckoning discovery Poutin up on high, puffy clouds wizard white Theres a sprinkle of rain, and a rainbow spray Falling off the back of the waves And i can see a birdie in the sky And she's pointing out the way From the land unto to the sea And back in from the ocean Triangular Blue Marina The stars aren't out of reach to ya