We’ve drowned in mud and smiled to it all, drunken warm cider and having a ball.
We’ve eaten food from all continents, walked for hours and made new friends.
We’ve cried to music- talked loads of bull shit too, held hands through crowds of 100.000, and made out in front of U2.
We’ve gotten waisted and laughed all day, been skipping some concerts, but thats Glastonblury anyway.
Gone days without shower, made love in a tent, felt full of power and laughed at poo incense.
We’ve gotten high and loved that feeling, talked to the sky and been to healing.
High on life, love and muddy air,
in touch with our souls with fluffy hair.
We are Glasto-strucked, in love again, thanks to our new, crazy MTV – friends!