I love the world, It seems so majestic from the comfort of wet grass. My lungs fill with the essence of life, And a lump builds in my throat. I think of family members no longer for this world, And friends who reside across the baron ocean, And the people I have loved or will love.
What a delight to be high as a kite, The world is alright when your high as a kite, I don't think I will but maybe I might, Giggledy piggledy riddley shite, What a delight to be high as a kite,