Trip - West Indian Girl

Alone on a hill in the summer time

You could dial your mind

Listen to thoughts made young and pure

Moments never lived til we forgive

A part of ourselves we could never be

Alone for hours, centuries waiting for the world

To live amd die

We are in an ocean

Slow down you’ll be alright

A tidal wave of emotion

It’s summertime, let’s trip tonight

You’ve been fucked your whole life

Never looked around to see the crowd

As beautiful to give away your heart they

Couldn’t find

People, all those people and

Everyone is free

It’s so hard to leave, waiting for the

World to kiss the sky

We are in an ocean

Slow down, you’ll be alright

A tidal wave of emotion

It’s summertime, let’s trip tonight

We are in an ocean

You remember what you came here for