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