Oo oo
Barefoot in the sand
Eyes closed light pulsing
Generator hums an undertone
Steel guitar twangs with my soul
Sweat beads the drummer’s forehead
African beats in a cold Canadian summer
Oo oo
Words wash over me
Mind doesn’t know but heart understands
Like the heartbeat of your mother in the womb
Every single member of the band moves together as one
Cool breeze heralds the setting arctic sun
African beats in a cold Canadian summer
Oo oo
Reverb against the icy window
The CD bought that day magically plays
Roomate’s speakers woof and tweet and hum on wood floor
I sit warming hands with tea eyes drinking winter sun
A warmth dances at my very center
African beats in a cold Canadian winter
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