Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

listenin' to Steve Winwood
in the tree house
new C cells in the boom box
so the jams can't quit

the moon slices a gash in my chest
allows the notes easy access to my soul
no need for snail paced saturation
there is a brand new shortcut

straight shot to the anxious target....
a moonbeam comes in at the same time as the music
two mighty invaders you might say
each with good intentions

now, how often does that happen
in this psycho-corporate world
a couple of blues brothers instead of brooks brothers,
on a mission of mercy

a pair of wandering minstrels
looking for an inn,
searchin' the cosmos for a place to settle down
for a few hours, heal a receptive heart

i'll be god damned
how fortunate am I
free doctors of the often endless night
still making house calls

sounds lovely