We’ve drowned in mud and smiled to it all, drunken warm cider and had a ball

We’ve eaten food from all continents, walked for hours and made new friends

We’ve bathed in sunshine, yet got stuck in our wellies. Though the mud dried up it felt like glued jelly

We’ve cried to music- talked lots of bull shit too, held hands through crowds of 100.000, and made out in front of U2

We’ve got wasted and lost, and laughed all day – missed out on some concerts – but that’s Glastonbury’s way

We’ve gone days without shower, made love in a tent, felt full of power and got used to poo incense

We’ve got 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!





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