air flush with water
skin slick with oil
powerful zizzing in the fog like tesla coils
sweeping patterns, glistening crystals
what we call music in the air
whiskey dripping down your temples
mosquitos in your hair
and in the background the riverboat sound meets the bayou
yes our magic should be more powerful as the years go by
where did i go so wrong with you
tell me, where did i
laughter spilling on laughter
muscle pulling on bone
the four-three of stilettos spilling on cobblestones
and all that precious cargo
don't know where it comes from, where it goes
just know everything else is on a mission to decompose
and in the background a riverboat sound meets the bayou
yes our magic should be more powerful as the years go by
yes where did i go so wrong with you
tell me, where did i