einstein was a surfer

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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 two thousand and ten, 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