I confess to early mornings.
I confess to waking up at dawn.
I confess to leashed boards on bikes
I confess to early morning ferrys.
I confess to yawny mornings and sleepy eyes
I confess to chilly mornings and warm waves.
I confess to neck deep waitings and chants for swells,
I confess to sliding the pipe
I confess to tears in my eyes
I confess to curves on my lips
I confess to staring death in the face and making it through
I confess to paddling back out, for the staredown all over again.
I confess to sleepless nights and stressed out days
I confess to aching backs and itchy balls
I confess to wobbly legs and shaky hands
I confess to drowsy eyes and worn out smiles
I confess to honesty
I confess to hardwork
I confess to passion
I confess to them all
I confess cuz thy have sinned
I confess cuz thy have dreamed
I confess to all of my crimes
I confess to all of my sins.