We stand navel-deep in the never-tired sea In the old sea, the so-old sea - volcano-bellied, bird-headed sea! We see her quiet bones, the bones of the sea Sink till they're dark and starless From the sunroom-sized whale skull to the urchin's brailled bowl They all will sink until they are dark and starless starless starless And when they reach and return to us they are the beach that burns beneath us Pushing onto shore like cement being poured We waited and we prayed it, we pray for surf Don't forget you're made of earth, son And earth is water, three parts to one - deep-dark water You are dark, dark, deep, dark three parts to one Don't forget to pray for surf, son