years fall fast almost as tears on the bass players
deep strum hum
people come
go
like a rift from a lead guitar
fast fingers drums keep a heartbeat
going all along there and to and fro
singers make sounds like angels singing on the ridge
call ******* calling
you home
organs praise the goodness of all
in  unreality
saxophones are just a moon song sent from little
green men found on their way from mars
girls sway and dance like
zephyrs too beautiful for touch
lord have mercy
gotta find my baby soon
going blues crazy