"it's all mixed up..."

So they sang. I sat looking at beach, half dried my new bikini. Smelling of the half finished joint in my fingers.

My last careless holiday. No boyfriend no emotional ties... people like me. float away in guitar strains...

just a single line

"she said leave it to me...
everything will be alright..."

And I said to my lover then - leave it to me and it'll be alright. Across oceans while he kissed her ... in reply?

here is the link:

My forever memory of Gokarna

and yes it's alright.