devotees are coming for Janmastami some come to sew the dress some to decorate full rose leis are the order of the day the medicine that will drive illusion away isn't it great the sun is so high in the sky quite an afternoon for a spin for cycle babble and i fall in with the team to the point of the hook by Bhakta Blade's bhajana kutir to the natural bridge to have a look at the sea lions on their rock sufferer thakura has a bouquet at his feet from one of his flock a crowd at the suffering museum a glance over the shoulder to see 'em meanwhile back at Seymour's folks picture themselves standing with a great blue whale down beach hill and round about back round the corner the usual route treacherous triangle and covered strawberries the campa hatti is surrounded by faries round the southland ratha-bhojana-vrksa beckons got to hammer cycle babble reckons fold our palms and head to the gate hada madrina's welcome is great bells with incense fragrance swarga mega a heavenly nightdress isn't about now that pujariji should open the curtain i think he's ready sometimes the outfit causes such trouble he cries out loud it sounds so funny today Mahaprabhu is in green and mango Giridhari in yellow Gandharvika in a sari Mahamuni brought so beautifully blue remembering the leis their roses and how they dance along with the thakuras Gurudeva's mercy sky above is overcast sprinkling is coming i don't think i'm dreaming still cycle babble and i know the rain's secret just count the seconds and you'll be able to slip between the drops round the opals lights flash front and back on this cloudy afternoon be certain to be seen over the footbridge a narrow path for sure balancing carefully and danger will fly away heron standing on one leg ratha-bhojana-vrksa smells as we bow our heads vijaya greets us as he sing the song and reminds us don't be long bells are ringing lamps are shinning voice of an angel tells us "midnight sun" tonight come to sunrise bells it will thrill you to the marrow