Tusk the sun storms
Aging gracefully,
a state of mind

Drumming rhythms
Loud vibrations over a quiet stream

Echoes over the red rimed canyons
Wealth slips over the edge
Lighted and sparkling it falls

Polished oak cabinets glimmer in a soft oil

Aging gracefully the guitarist plays
Strumming a rhythm.
Vibrations moving a quiet crowd
Echoes bounce on the far oak wall

The sun storms far off, itís sending us a signal
Breaking waves
Lighted and sparkling

Sliver and black images glimmer in the soft light
Tusk the sun storms
 
 

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