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