In the twilight of the night I raise my hand and acknowledge the stars Thus they are there for a reason To light the cold and crisp nights that go by And to make every single soul feel at home in their hearts.. Oh honor thou soul saviors Starry night Wishes under the moonlight and be comings above the sun And beneath the southern moon, a heavenly creature dances and sways Receiving praises from the outsiders Whose glances and quivers Observe in mere perplexment and jealousy This makes her want to desire more and more Every inch of her body vibrates and tingles For now the next step she pursues Is one to seek her partner in this mysterious dance called life under the stars. Cuz what are we unless Those lonely beings Whose quests are to find Their loved ones and Wish for the best !
He lives on.. Love street and chants a Hare Krishna melody He’s a twentieth century Morrison That won’t become a laughing parody The birds and the trees make his spirits light up with joy But the reporters and media make him feel like a toy He’s a little boy soldier Without the guns and the greed Cuz he’s a peaceful soul with a family to feed Living under the green grasses he knows it won’t get better than this! Unless people stop thinking of piss instead of bliss! All hail the wonderful green grasses and colorful meadows That makes this earth breathable We need these colors To live on.. To paint a better picture of our unforgettable lives and undoubtful futures!