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At RenCon 2010, Kiva performed Rolling Down to Old Maui, a song that expresses the anticipation of the crew of a whaling vessel on its return to Hawaii after a season of whaling in the Kamchatka Sea.
It's a damn tough life full of toil and strife We sailermen undergo. And we don't give a damn when the gale is done How hard the wind did blow. We're homeward bound with a grand old town With a good ship, taut and free And we won't give a damn when we drink our rum With the girls of Old Maui. (chorus) Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys Rolling down to Old Maui We're homeward bound from the Arctic ground Rolling down to Old Maui. Last month we sailed in a northerly gale Through the ice and wind and rain. Our mast and yards were sheathed in ice And our decks were white again. The jagged towers of sea-cut ice That round the Arctic sea We left behind in the frozen north When we turned for Old Maui chorus But now we sail with a favorly gale Towards our island home. Our mainmast sprung, our sailing done, And we ain't go far to roam. Six hellish months have passed away In the cold Kamchatka sea But now we're bound from the Arctic ground Rolling down to Old Maui chorus How soft the breeze through the island trees, Now the ice is far astern. Then them pretty maids, in their lively ways Is a-waiting our return. Even now their big brown eyes look out Hoping some fine day to see Our baggy sails runnin' 'fore the gales Rolling down to old Maui. chorus