I was up late staring at a candle,
it brought me visions and playthings,
A firecracking network of stars.
Who could be above? Rain and clouds certainly, but above that.
And beyond tonight.

The overwhelming brightness of it all posesses me.
It ravages my valleys with flowers now extinct to man.
We could not hope to contain their beauty.

Then to the edge of the continent,
We look upon the sands of a noble coast.
Windswept pines call us out in joyous song...
Who would deny their sea-breath rhapsody?
Who can remember the pure naked love of the sea?

Look closely enough and you will see
A day at the beach for what it really is...
A reverent attempt at union with our brave beginnings.
Cautious in our steps at first,
Eventually overcome by strides of ecstasy.

- Kevin Hartman