We climb

... up a hill in the middle of night,
the weather report forecasted a good sight,
we wanted to look at mars,
and maybe the other stars.

But the night was dull and also dark,
so we didn't see a single spark,
but it was fun anyway,
it was fun anyway!

Then we went home and you kissed my lips
and we wiggled our hips,
and rolled around on the strip.

we were waiting for the first beams of sunlight through the windowglass,
smoked some grass,
listened to jazz ...

Nomad Song