Sorry about the horrible nursery rhyme format, but I had to write it I was drunk by twelve in the morning The day I went to Shambala I’d been up since the day was dawning The day I went to Shambala I pitched my tent in a crowded field The day I went to Shambala And amazing friendships did I build The day I went to Shambala I mellowed out and danced to The Beat The day I went to Shambala Jumped about, felt light on my feet The day I went to Shambala The lights looked pretty as I held his hand The day I went to Shambala We sat together and watched the band The day I went to Shambala Cooked some noodles in a dirty pan The Saturday of Shambala Laughed when nothing went to plan The Saturday of Shambala Sat in a hot tub, the heat not yet through The Saturday of Shambala Got really cold but didn’t turn blue The Saturday of Shambala The night went on and things got weird The Saturday of Shambala A fairy in the woods, nothing I feared The Saturday of Shambala A rainbow of colours, amazing sites The Saturday of Shambala Lights were smells and sounds were lights The Saturday of Shambala I wake up tired, but thinking clear The Sunday of Shambala Cook all our food, drink some beer The Sunday of Shambala I spun my poi, rainbow arcs The Sunday of Shambala ‘A lazy day’ I remark The Sunday of Shambala And then that night I felt so happy The Sunday of Shambala Danced like mad, loved everybody The Sunday of Shambala On the coach I fell asleep The day after Shambala I have memories I’ll always keep And I’ll come back to Shambala!
yeah thats nice shambala was magical, i'd love to go again, i wanna go to europe though but may head back early for shambala its defintly worth it
