Sights are microscopic
on a storm across the tropics.
Telephones are disconnected,
airplanes redirected.
Nothing's unaffected.
I set palm trees on fire
for a girl that I admire.
And the island rain translucence
is more than just a nuisance.
Steel drums in the distance.
I am aware of the presence
of underwater caves
But I'm just surfing on the madness
of hysterical waves.
Tourists on vacation
postpone their reservations.
And the sand inside my sandals
implicates me in the scandal.
It's nothing I can't handle.
I am aware of the presence
of underwater caves
But I'm just surfing on the madness
of hysterical waves.
I disappear into the ocean...
And I am aware of the explosion
of critical raves
But I'm just surfing on the madness
of hysterical waves.
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