Monday, January 26, 2015
I was lucid and conscious, hovering like a firefly. I'm lying stretched out on the canopy
In all you've seen
What was it that came down on me that night?
A conjuring
I held on to that moment
And lied just to make it alive
We sit out there in the covering
In the box, kings of the holy night
And I was lucid and conscious
And hovering like a firefly
I'm lying stretched out on the canopy
He put his arms out slow
And I heard the whispers of silence
Floating down from the radio
So come on, come on, I'm ready now
I got the feeling, honey, like I'm ready to roll
You see I'm not going to wait til the ending
Cause I got the burning fire in the bed of my soul
I saw the light from a kettle gun
Sixteen days under a southern sun
And there were times when I thought that
I wouldn't mind it if I lost my mind out there
You wouldn't believe me if I told you so
The things I saw were enough to make the man in me manly
Make him manly
So come on, come on, I'm ready now
Go get your things out honey, let's get ready to roll
Oh I can feel the wave coming over me
I've been waiting for this day too long just to let it all go
As a child I was wonder-eyed
At the thought that I might know
A life in the ecstasy of rock'n'roll
Now taking it slow
I'm an arrow in a bow
You think that I don't know
What it is that makes you low
So come on, come on, I'm ready now
I got the feeling, honey, like I'm ready to roll
You see I'm not gonna wait til the ending
Cause I've got the burning fire in the bed of my soul
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