There's a photo of a genius standing by the ocean
In a pea coat and cool hat, in 1943
On a beach in Santa Barbara, he's looking quite contented
His world is only matter and energy
Past the Channel Islands, out into the cosmos
There are worlds in motion that only he can see
He's smiling as he's thinking, the harbor lights are blinking
He's the smartest cookie ever was, ever will be
Einstein was a surfer
There really is no doubt
'Cause the universe was his home break
And we're still all paddlin' out
On an iceberg off Newfoundland, a lyric sits half-frozen
Waiting for a comet to crash into the sea
It's drifting towards the tropics and melting into topics
Fills the sea with answers that have always worked for me
Bass notes from the chasm at speeds that we can't fathom
Music is the language of the near and distant stars
Black holes humming b-flat, heard only by street cats
Astronauts in orbit and singers in the bars
Einstein was a sailor
With a universal song
His sails were tight, his course was right
So let's just all cruise along
Order to disorder
It's the way we all fly
Light speed is all you need
To pass the future by
There's a YouTube of a genius gliding over liquid
Sultan of the short board in 2010
He looks like Valentino, moving like neutrinos
To the oceans in the heavens where no wave rider's been
Einstein was a surfer
Who found the perfect break
Where the strings of time meet the final chime
It's the path all surfers take
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