Summer
when the ice has melti admit, i felt a lifting in my heart
every land becomes an island
everywhere a paradise
oh my, it’s so divine
there’s no more snow
at christmas time
just summer rains
so i hung my hate, scurf and coat
put on my birthday suttee
even dough it is december
if you would like it’s the month of june
and when i get up
i get up and go surfing with the girls
they are all from california
fund it in a hoisters-pearl
