Deeply Rooted

Everyone's singing these days with no song We've forgotten what a voice is How it sprawls over the world, forever changed Humbles the ears, cleans out the trash from a heart Sitting in the attic of a fourth dimension house with no windows Who listens for loveless lovers? Trembling legends, guitar strings, and harmonic hands Loyal only to raspy resurrecting remnants of cigarette smoke soul Low lit, dim, dirty dancing Juke joint type jazz and jive Like ancient know better, mind your business Until everybody's business is your mind Pay attention We're connected like a good chorus Can't remember the words, mumble like you know 'em At the very least, sway, love your voice more than your fear And be free