Lost in some dark meditation
Some people are starving for love
Partaking of strong medication
Some pray to their god up above

While children play in the sunshine
and the herb it soaks up the rain
The birds are singing of Autumn
and the music flows into my brain

Some people are less motivated
By the dollars that slip through your hand
as time runs out in a sand dune
Fast asleep in the back of the van

While guitars play in the sunshine
and the drums are circling the bay
in time with the rythmn of autumn
The music flows into my brain