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HEY YELLOW GIRL
FINE YELLOW GIRL
FINE, FINE YELLOW GIRL
FINE GIRL
I lie in bed or I stroll or I sit
My bloodstream calm but alert
My head feels light but not blurred
I have a spliff and I dream, I dream, shit
The leaves of a tree move
Like children play with the wind
The wind is gentle and smooth
It tells us how life begins
It hadn’t started then you came
You brought me Pain, Shame, you drained
My brain from fake plastic names
Confirmed I’m mad but said “hey! That is the Way”
The music plays through the air
The Wind is blowing the snares of
The trees, the flowers, the sand even the hours
In just one minute the dessert changes shape
The beaches too because the wind creates
Different patterns in the skies, the clouds fly,
So do i, sometimes heavy, sometimes light
Sometimes low, sometimes high
Sometimes dim, sometimes bright
Sometimes wrong, sometimes right
But the Wind never mistakes
It’s never too early nor too late
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HEY YELLOW GIRL
FINE YELLOW GIRL
FINE, FINE YELLOW GIRL
FINE GIRL
Imagine standing on a mountain top
Totally fucked up
You’re looking down at the sea
You’re looking over the trees
You look up at the sky
You see a bird
It looks asleep but it is moving
It doesn’t have to be alert
And then you realise,
It is the Wind that brings live
Different seasons, different forms
Different motives, different norms
The Wind is positivity it is always happy
It feels, see when it storms and you are real
You taste, smell, see, hear and feel
The meaning of love reveal
The Wind transports reality
It only symbolises quality
A composition of the highest degree
Decreed by it for you and me
It is music, it gave us a heart
Sothat like the trees, flowers, the sand, the streams, the animals, the insects, our dreams
We can be Part of the Art
