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letra de magic man - anjovi

there’s something in this air, behind the
pollution, behind the confusion, behind the allegories and loose ends
whispers ooze in the ear, this low key illusion
with my baby, kicking loose sipping this witch’s brew
our little okie dokies, brewing in this hokey solution
there’s something bubbling up, in this lagoon of fiends
asking “what you do to me?”, make a fool of me
in this truth we speak, just missing what snoozes beneath
in this city, in this room where that magic happened
felt you deep like a practiced shaman
but how deep? peeping these surroundings
roots sipping spilled milk from soured dreams
got the lights, cameras, no action
no satisfaction, holding hands as this raptures happening
feeling trapped in the chasms of this world’s collapsing
falling through the cracks, in this world we imagined

stories of your magic man
well practiced in grasping at these sands of time
as well your hand and mine, till our strands untwine
gone with the wind like seeds of dandelions, or the lands of zion

how does one talk to the wind?
how does one talk to the wind?

- anjovi

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