Old Surfer Dude

Silias walks the streets
Like he knows them
But really he's just seeing all the change
Bricks and stones and walls
Once he called his home
Now just forgotten empty space

Silias walks the beach
It seems to know him
But really he's just seeing all the change
Ties that bind and a rising tide
Remind him of who he used to be

Now his hair is hard and looks a mess
Tattered clothes and bloodshot eyes
A mirror image of societies blind
And no one will give him the time

But you'll always be that old surfer dude
Monkey see monkey do
Always be that old surfer dude
Wish he would get a clue

Silias leans on a bar
That seems to know him
But really he's just seeing all the change
Good times buried in the wall
Mock him with who he used to be

Silias rides the waves
He seems to know them
Because he knows there's only change
Peaking waves and the sun on his face
Remind him of why he stays

Now his hair is wet and full of sand
Board shorts and hopeful eyes
A mirror image of the ties that bind
And still he can't get with the times

But you'll always be that old surfer dude
Monkey see monkey do
Always be that old surfer dude
Wish he would get a clue

But you'll always be that old surfer dude
Monkey see monkey do
Always be that old surfer dude
Wish he would get a clue