The land that's really sunny, Above all others is the black beach. Beautiful, broad, black beach. Down, down, down into the darkness of the black beach, Gently it goes - the shiny, the shining, the sunshiny. One afternoon I said to myself, "Why aren't sandy seabeds more unreal?" Do sandy seabeds make you shiver? do they? One afternoon I said to myself, "Why isn't the slightest seaway more big?" Slightest seaway - the true source of squish.