Lyrics: It’s all the same, only the kelp has changed Every few tides, the wrack’s rearranged Under cloak of dark, the amphipods come out ta feed Hopping through the strandline, taking what they need million legs ‘neath the rotting brown Beach hoppers burrow in, before sun comes down They’ve seen a million waves roll on in and go Every storm deposits what they need ta grow I’m a wrack-world cowboy On a sand horse I ride I’m wanted dead or alive Wanted dead or alive Sometimes you tell the day by the wrack that plops on you Other moonrises bring not a single bit on thru The algae's all the same, only the critters change Every day, some-thin’s wash-in’ away Ya eat what drifts on in, you break it down to sand Bacteria and fungi working hand in hand From the kelp forest offshore to the in-star n’ blood-worm It’s a detrital food web ’n now’s your turn to learn I’m a wrack-world cowboy On a sand horse I ride I’m wan-ted dead or alive Wanted dead or alive And I walk these beaches from San-Oh to Mesa Lane Looking for the strand line; wrack that will sustain The isopods, the kelp flies, the polychaete at night You may think this beach is empty, but brother you ain’t right ’Cause the upper beach is running on carbon from the sea Every rotting frond of kelp is feeding you and me I’m a wrack-world cowboy On a sand horse I ride I’m wan-ted dead or alive Wanted dead or alive Dead or alive Dead or aliiiiive And the algae's all the same Only the critters change Every day Something is washing away
