Zephyr on the Cosmic Tide

Across the waves beyond the sky, a streak of blue is racing by.

Hey! He's surfing on a star stream, tail cutting through the light.

Jet pack made of comets, splashing colors in the night .

He's laughing at the thunder, spinning rings around the moon. When trouble starts

to rumble, you know he's coming soon. Oh, yeah!

Zephyr, blue water on the cosmic tide. Zephyr,

riding every shooting star in sight. From the reef to the galaxy,

he's the hero that we need. Zephyr, cosmic goddess setting all