How would the sorcery and silence get along
when spring is in full steam?
Come train your brain, produce an explanation strong,
as good as it may seem.
I am the fresh wind, I'm the highway to the night
fast as six hundred legs,
fast as the day that's running out with the tide
like street light wire slag.
I recognized your melody in just four steps.
Don't go on; you are alone and I feel lax.
As long as Nature's carving four elements terse
along my shoulder skin,
the fire, air and earth are hotter than blank verse
and water falls within.
Take pain oh dog, the cat is making fun of you
and of the moon of yours;
the sun has beaten it - it's trending in the news
and rising outdoors.
I recognized...
To stains of veins still straining in the yawns
I'll drain a water cup.
It's fresh, it's washing off the garden trails and lawns
and surging further up.
I'm in the trees, I'm on the bridges, on the ice,
a shadow hardly caught.
Lips sealed? Come on, gal, cast your magic to entice
me in the final shot.
I recognized your melody in just four steps.
Don't go on; you are alone and I feel lax.
Silence and
sorcery...
Original: altwall.net/texts.php?show=tequilajazzz&number=39911
Original/video: www.youtube.com/watch?v=hDTmM9oWggo (cartoon)
Original/video: www.youtube.com/watch?v=uZNOHy0-iQk (concert)