Lletres: A-Ha. Foot of the Mountain. Riding The Crest.

You search your mind
Thata??s what ita??s there for
Check all the whysa??
And all the whereforesa??
In your mind
Youa??re tall and brave
Riding the crest
Of a high and beautiful wave

You make your movements known
And where you want to be
And everybody knows
Thata??s how ita??s got to be
In the sheltered morning sun
In the sheltered morning sun

Internally
You make your own rules
Youa??ll have excuses
The ones that you choose
In the end
You deem unsafe;

Riding the crest
Of a high and beautiful wave

You make your movements known...

There comes a time
You dona??t even know whata??s missing
Some sugar to make the pill go down
You need a line
A push in the right direction
The sugar that makes the pill go down

True
True to form
True to pre-existing norms
Truly wasted
At a rave
Riding the crest
Of a high and beautiful wave