Boom Seattle

2MERICA 2010

There's sparkles everywhere
there's sparkles down there

It is still that kind of night
standing in the window
What's your angle?
I'm feeling right

I awoke with hope
fed the dreads their soap
Myself - three minutes eggs and toast
juice freshly squeezed
my baby sits across from me
fifties style diner table
eye to eye
no finer way to find our way
food for thought
reaches for the thoughts I thought I'd never say
but hey

It's 8'oclock in Seattle
see me in the saddle
see me beautiful in battle

Looking out my window
with a pocket full of singles
Lovin the life i'm living
as long as I keep it simple

Outside
a passage of air traffic
Squeak brakes
neighborhood harrassment
Quick starts
rattleboxes blasting
The sounds of life
echoes off the kids laughter

We make the music
for the moments we call livin'
The seconds of our trembling lips
prior to them kissing
The clashing of dynamic minds
while we're both insisting
We make the music
for the moments we call livin'

Rising sunlight
off our plant life
reflecting
last night's protection
Today's a change
my thought's collected

Looking out my window
with a pocket full of singles
Lovin the life i'm living
as long as I keep it simple

I've been on both sides
so learn your lines
We're crossed in time

No, jazz ain't no lady
and you ain't no saxophone