Rows and rows reaching for sky.
It's why we cremate remains.
No restraint, reaching for sky
Pulling your tank top down, gave me an answer.
What does it matter?
Nobody else around.
So murder me while I'm asleep, my love.
Dreaming of Hanalei Valley.
Set ablaze to dissipate in falls of acid rain.
Good as wheat and sweet as sugar cane.
Don't look now, too many clouds.
Better to be cut down at peak elevation.
What does it matter?
Only downhill from there.
So murder me while I'm asleep, my love.
Dreaming of Hanalei Valley.
Set ablaze to dissipate in falls of acid rain.
Good as wheat and sweet as sugar cane.