Sitting on a beach
Hearing lessons that you teach
I want you to know
That I will never go
Singing like a bird
I wish that you had heard
That I don’t wanna fly
Just to lie beneath the sky
Spending all my days
In all these pleasant ways
All I need is you
I promise I’ll be true
Come out of your cave
Come and surf a wave
It’s a bullet in your past
From a shotgun made of flowers
Written with Nirvana Warner-Hughes, alternating verses in between swimming in the ocean of Arambol Beach, Goa, India
Video performance of the song: http://youtu.be/ZLzZVKIAzcY
Mike Margolies 