Today I will come back to earth
A broken bruising band of men called 'Nada Surf'
An ambassador, a poet, and an architect
They fought the stars as they brandished guitars and they flew direct

Who would have known?
They faced demons and silenced screens to get back home

And lo, they've seized the golden crown
A thousand perfect imprisoned maidens have turned around to see the glory of old.
They break the chains and clean the stains and the castle turns to solid gold and diamonds at their feet
Rubies line the streets where with...? now with wings of gold.

And now, all hail the universe for Matt, and Daniel, and Ira are known as Nada Surf.