the children of the summer's end

a day of a beyond inspiring mix of dazzling individuality, indulging tunes, brilliant artists, a shared passion and endless kodak moments.... i found myself eating daisies

who- will get me to a party?
who- do i have yet to meet?
you- you look a bit like coffee
And you taste a bit like me
How- can i keep me from moving?
now- i just need a change of scenery
just listen to me I won't pretend to
Understand the movement of the wind
Or the waves out in the ocean or how
Like the hours I change softly slowly
Plainly blindly oh me oh my

well the night was falling as the desert world
began to settle down
in the town they're searching for us everywhere
cause we never will be found


touch, we touched the very soul
of holding each and every life
we claimed the very source of joy ran through
it didn't, but it seemed that way
I kissed a lot of people that day


someone passed some bliss among the crowd
and we walked back to the road, unchained