conscious so high got to remember how many pieces in Srimati Gandharvika's sari after they're dressed put their leis on join in the kirtan the highest of songs cycle babble and i fill up our saddle bags was that the cannon ball or are we dead wrong street being repaired crew holding up stop signs but waving us through so we can keep cycling strong Maharprabhu, Gandharvika and Giridhari

getting dressed behind curtains drawn the forty pieces of her sari make it take so long ceremony of the bells sweeter than ever before kernel of divine love bringing us home back where we belong midnight sun is orange and pink wrapped up in chodders because it's so cold