WARP WAIFS
WHEN THE MUSIC'S PLAYING
AND MY EYES ARE CLOSED
I SEE MY ANCESTORS
DANCING QUITE BOLDLY
THE MUSIC REVIVES THEM,
JUST AS IT MOVES WE
A COMMINGLING OF ERAS,
A SPACE TIME WARP FRATERNITY
ENCHANTED SPIRITS,
WANDERING GHOSTS
HELLRAISING SPECTRES,
LUMBERING OAFS
OVER SNOWY MOUNTAIN PEAKS,
TWENTY THOUSAND FEET HIGH
I SAW THEM ONCE,
BUT NOT THROUGH MY EYES
WITH THE EXACTNESS OF MATH
& THE PASSION OF FAITH
SPOKE WANDERING KINGS
DISGUISED AS MUSICAL WAIFS
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