Disco Biscuits
Haleakala Crater
To the islands where I go,To find my creator.Haleakala Crater,Wait for the sun.The morning it crept on,the sky clear for day,the wind blew by slowly,the rivers were dry.Up with my feet as Iwalked on the mountain,a staff laid out before meand plenty of time.Barley, the sun rose,peeked above the crater,the light hit the stars now,and lit up the skyUp came the heat,as I walked on the mountain,my legs trembled before me,I did not know why.
From Letras Mania