lookin'
at the world go
trying to understand
electric wind blowin' like
a demon fan
or a symphony of hatred
blowin angst
off an immaculate stage
how tranquil is an ocean
before a storm
like a silent play
chanting thunder
dance naked and i feel
so wired
it's a personal voodoo
runnin' through my veins
like blood
with inhibition long gone
and no real sense
of space or time
a weird vibration
don't know my right
from wrong
rain will fall
poetry in motion
both rolling
both getting me high
a shiver went through me
a tidal wave
i only felt inside
it's an animal instinct
that takes us over
and we must survive
four brothers make the mother
four brothers form as one |