Avi Misra

Lyrics

Cool sweet west end breeze
I don’t know what it brings
Laying on my back
Staring at the stars in Kurilpa

Centred, tropic, vivid, reel
3ded by ancient trees
Laying on my back
Staring at the stars in Kurilpa

Here comes brother Alex
Running down a hill
Dreaming of his dreaming
That made all things

I’m drifting in a jacaranda cloud

Here comes brother Alex
Running down a hill
Dreaming of his dreaming
That dreamt all things

Here comes Joni Mitchell
Her skin’s so smooth
Her hair’s so straight
I’m drifting in her deep blue eyes

Hoot, beat, west end dreams
3ded by ancient dreams
Laying on my back
Staring at the stars in Kurilpa