The rumor mill is rocking,

don’t you find yourself,

coming and going,

as the word slips out.

Make you a deal,

meet me at the café,

I have seen the sights,

my heart is full of hope.

I shall shed some light,

you will just beguile,

as per usual,

this is our dosado.

What has come over me,

I have seen the sight,

it was beyond my imagination,

and my heart is full of hope.

Walk with me,

dream with me,

this is our waltztime,

your image will keep me.

Safe and sound,

this is our moment here,

the sea lifts our spirits,

we are captives of The Red Island.

I have been moved,

I have been changed,

isn’t ironic,

how madness moves us to greatness