Liquid Soul Liquid soul oozes thru The blues man’s tunes His Raspy bellowing voice Reverberating
The river has run dry No fruit upon the vine Creatures abounding in the heat, caves and valleys discreet Nothing left to do
Moonrise and Sunsets in New hues Beaches awash with New blues
My dearest I have seen you in my dreams Could you be loved Allow me to introduce you To the love deep inside of me
God whispering in a seashell Beside the wishing well Beneath the skies Where seagulls dwell The forces of nature
My main squeeze Saturday afternoon Weekday bruises Never gone too soon Over yonder
When im sad and lonely Feeling blue I think of all The things that you do Your love warms my heart
Growing tired As the sun dips into the sea Growing tired Autumn leaves Falling from the trees
Sunshine Fluffy white clouds rain Rainbows Doves within
Black leather Doused with sun tan crisco She’s dancing the funky San Fran Disco Oozing sweat
In the distance Dogs bark In an instance As trees weave in the breeze Casting long creeping shadows
In the middle of the night Spooked scared I’m full of fright By the night owls Lonely wolves
Her High flying moon sunshine nothin but all sees All in the evening seized Underneath seas of tired cosmic st…
My rusty convertible In her daze gleamed of a scorchiin… Whilst by the rain she suffered Her oily paint slowly she shed Now she lies within the gates
Jumped through the hulahoop The hole in zero The whole of the hole whole Now Hair and bones
