i felt so far off from the ground i stood on. my legs they seemed to me like high-rise buildings
my head was high up in the sky
my skin the sun began to fry like bacon. and then somebody old appeared and asked had i come far. and hadn't they just seen me up on haleakala. i kept on body surfing to pretend i hadn't heard
there was someone there beside me
swimming like richard iii
and i'm still smiling
seven naked native girls swam seven sacred pools. lone-ranger smoking doobies said you're breaking all the rules. you'd better get your clothes on or else there'll be a row. if it wasn't for my sunstroke i would take you on right now. and i'm still smiling. i fell in love with my soft-hearted hana
she entered right in through my heart
and now although we're miles apart
i still feel her. she lives beneath the crater in the meadow