- Oh o ho o ho o ho… Hold my hand
- O sweet melody from the air, water and sand
- Orchestral of comfort that I’ve always heard
- Long before the smooth rough passage a crying song was sang
- Long before my femur bones grew though and long
- Like a heart, it’s a rare kindness, that of shall I brag
- Don’t change the sound even if she’s lost, she will be found,
- Don’t you know, without her the birds will be dead
- Don’t you know, without her the clouds will go blind?
- I will be damn if the music stops to bang
- I will stay up late all night in a pit I shall dig
- Incase the hummingbirds refuse to sing
- Melodies from the back of my black tougue
- My own sugar fire, tongue of a hot fog
- Making reality from the sounds where fantasies belong…
- Wake up sweet sleeping melodies of peace,
- Would the drummers stay off their sticks
- When the set of drums produce vibrations?
- That is an answer when the flowers shall wither,
- Then I will be damn if it happens while the rain is a singer.
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