When I close my eyes I fall...
I'm dropped into a soul with no walls...
In this dream world I'm forced to walk alone...
Strolling my past that's stripped to the bone...
I try to blow off the dust that sits on my tears...
All the stumbles and mistakes that won't disappear...
Free falling through hands and stares that have no faces...
And suddenly I'm dropped back down to familiar places...
But the dream I still taste on the back of my tongue...
And for that day I breathe and swallow a dream still sung...

She was a girl In an island of sins
She had a pet that comes every month
It was white and bright and it only comes at night
In the top of the mountain
At the sunset she sits and wait
Looking at the sky blue full of stars
And here it is here it is her pet
The full moon
Where have you been my beloved pet?
I've waited nights for you
I brought you sweet white sugar just like the color's of you
Hope a bird wakes up and fly it up to you
It took you a month to came out from the black sparkling curtain
Are you scared?
Do you fear the stars my shining pet?
You see, I never touched one
But I always feel them like they're in my hand
Glowing and warm
They Give you a feeling that everything will be alright
They never fall from the sky
They are always there when you want a wish
Harmless they will forever be
My pet, don't hide behind the curtain
There's nothing to be scared of
Nothing but glowing stars

In Ohio I order a pizza.  The menu says one of the items I can put on it is Mango.  That's curious.
I buy a Hawaiian mango at the new Supercenter Grocery Store, and the check-out girl asks
what's this? and I say it's a mango.  She says, no it's not, that's a mango, and points to the green pepper.

In Hawaii, I work at a farm, and pick some Lilikoi. A customer asks my co-worker if we have any passionfruit, and she says no. They ask me if lilikoi is like passionfruit and I say its dakine, but she's a visitor and doesn't understand, so I say, it's the same thing.

There's a Hawaiian family with a fruit stand; I like to trade the extra lilikoi for their really good mangos they grow, but the Hawaiian word is Manako.  Since they know I always want manako, I ask dakine?  They were out, so instead he asked you want some Apples?  I thought he meant those little red pears they call Mountain Apples and looked perplexed when I couldn't see any, so he picked up a clump of miniature bananas.  *Oh, yes I love Apple-bananas.

Hold me in your arms
Drown me in your kiss
I never knew that
True Love could feel like this

They tell me I'm naive
And too young too
My understanding and
My thoughts are skewed

But all I know
And all I believe
Is that someday we'll meet
And you'll run away with me

Promise me once
And promise me this
That we'll meet under the waterfall
And you'll drown me in your kiss