The Moon rides in a Karmann Ghia
The sun rises and then you see her
Tie dyed
Cruising the roads of maple leafed Canada
In search of California firs
Free to be alive

Her long blonde hair
Flies in the wind without a care
Eyes aimed on the golden road ahead
As memories start to tear a thread

Mountain creeks run in dreams
Valley scenes in passages of ecstasy appear
Green visions turn curves of mortal fear
Then approach the summit peak that now shines clear

Serpentine streams rush with a new energy
Renewal of life and the concept of synergy
Unfolds before wild wolf blue eyes
Cries of private and public happiness
Echo in the sky

The Moon rides in a Karmann Ghia
The sun rises and then you see her
Tie dyed
Cruising the roads of maple leafed Canada
In search of California firs
Free to be alive
So free to be her

Her heart opens like a lotus flower
Granted a long life revealed and so empowered

The moon rides in a Karmann Ghiand if you are lucky
You might even see her

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