In the silence of art came poetry
I’m having an outer body experience
And you sound like all the money in the world
All in one place

Your hands move over mine like a shadow
Guiding me from East to West North to South
Chasing an image chasing that feeling
Lyrical sound natural song

Blue skies and banisters
High end streets blurry faces
Tracing down all the spaces is you
Walking into the living room

Lethal lover cool in the summer
You really make me wonder
Filtered our lives like the news
-v.