I'm the oil upon the water, I'm the lava in the flow.
Resting like a rock beside the seaside.
I'm the son and you're the daughter of the stranger that we know,
Who gets a little stoned beside the wayside.
Well, there's one thing to try, everybody knows
Music gets you high, everybody grows
and so it goes.
You're the lips that make the laughter you're the sunshine in the snow