Surf's Up

A diamond necklace played the pawn

Hand in hand, some drummed along, whoa, to a handsome-mannered baton (Bygone, bygone)

A blind class aristocracy

Back through the opera glass, you see the pit and the pendulum drawn (Bygone, bygone)

Columnated ruins domino

Canvass the town and brush the backdrop

Are you sleeping?

Hung velvet overtaken me

Dim chandelier awaken me to a song dissolved in the dawn (Bygone, bygone)

The music hall, a costly bow

The music, all is lost for now, to a muted trumpeter swan (Bygone, bygone)

Columnated ruins domino

Canvass the town and brush the backdrop

Are you sleeping

Brother John?

Dove-nested towers, the hour was strike, the street, quicksilver moon

Carriage across the fog, two-step to lamplight's cellar tune

The laughs come hard in "Auld Lang Syne"

The glass was raised, the fired rose, the fullness of the wine, the dim last toasting

While at port, adieu or die

A choke of grief, heart-hardened, I

Beyond belief, a broken man too tough to cry

Surf's up, mmm-mmm-mmm, aboard a tidal wave

Come about hard and join the young and often spring you gave

I heard the word, wonderful thing, a children's song

Child, child, child, father of the man

Child, child, child, father of the man

A children's song

Child, child, child, father of the man

Have you listened as they played?

Child, child, child is the father of the man

Their song is love

Child, child, child, father of the man

And the children know the way

Child, child, child, the father of the man

That's why the child—

Child, child, child, father of the man

Child, child, child, father of the man

That's why the child—

Child, child, child, father of the man

Child, child, child, father of the man