Quito |
Into Ecuador with my confidence high
I was craving again that new friend of mine
American students all on exchange
We found an apartment - long term we arranged
Took Spanish classes by day, took my friend at night
Practiced merengue until the daylight
But despite my desire to assimilate
I met a girl from New york, somewhere upstate
We travelled the coast with 2 of her friends
4 in a room but only 2 beds
We arrived at a beach with world renowned surf
I rented a board. A non-surfer from Perth
The water was cold I had no leg rope
I lost the surfboard and soon couldn't cope
The waves took me under I was losing the fight
But I decided that day was not my day to die
With my last breath the shore I had reached
I vomited water as I laid weak on the beach
We went to the mountains A place of recluse
An experience based on san pedro cactus juice
I saw my whole life in a view from above
I let go of my anger and promised to love
It was an experience I believe to this very day
Gave perspective and light and reset pathways
Living in Quito, for 2 months of the year
With my friend, Quesadillas and American beer
One night in my room DEA busted through
They searched but I flushed my friend down the loo
A bullet I dodged by a whisker that night
Danger and risk seemed to be a part of my life
So I got out of town to the Galapagos islands
I swam with iguanas, penguins and the sea lions
To the mainland we returned and to Banos’ we climbed
Surrounded by volcanoes hot baths we would find
We bathed in the waters from which it is named
Banos is gone now – By lava reclaimed
To leave Ecuador an inevitable day
A girl called Ary to the bus port she came
I told her one day that I’d return
Another lie for which in hell I will burn