In the Summertime of Consciousness

I'm lying on the floor
And the clouds are spinning, drunken
Caterwauling
Across
The evanescent sky

I know it's the Summertime of Consciousness
But my mind is sunken
Drunken
A years
Of your conditioning

So I will try to peel the layers
Of the onion that lies still inside me
To where
I'm nothing
But friendly Mr. Blue Sky

In the Summertime of Consciousness
A pretty girl in a summer dress
She's nothingness
Pure emptiness
In the Summertime of Consciousness

Have you ever seen the sun
In the Summertime of Consciousness
In her eyes
You will see
Love that melts and sets you free

Let the breeze pass
Let the sun rays come
Let life dance on
It could be so fun
In the Summertime of Consciousness
A pretty girl in a summer's dress

See the
Buddha cats and the
Buddha bees
The Buddha dogs and the
Buddha trees
In the Summertime of Consciousness
A pretty girl with a sweet caress