Indalo man was just like you and me.
He loved life and family.
Sand so dry...
Sun so high...
He held rainbows high above his head.
Water falling upon his sun baked face.
He loved the colour red...
As was the blood in his head.
He held diamonds in the sky...
As was the colour of his eyes.
He drums to the beats of her heart.
He rattles to the songs of the wind.
He beats to the base rhythms of sounds and vibrations.
He journeys into the land of dream dimensions.
He was forever Indalo man.
