Sky's alive with music

 The music rushed down from the rolling clouds
Flush out the ones we love onto roadway
Bakery cleaner sweeps and smiles
street hobo speaks to himself

Poser poses tries his macho best
Noone is impressed yet noone is out
The music rushed everyone
But they all stayed in

Afraid of their emotions
The way the rhythm attack the spine
Sends the legs kicking and dancing
Foreign music

Hitting the tower first
Percussion fashioning through
I smell belief and I thought caught a glimpse
Of a face trading places with a curtain

Could have been a ghost
But I sent the music
I jumped all the way from dull
Into a mystical state

Just to help extract the music
Pusht the clouds away
Send the sun with this electric numb
Center of me neverending battery