Florida Breeze - Marching Church

Palm leaves waving

In syrupy air

Reality was left on board

I’m aware

Her fuelled brain

Has been going longer than mine

The damage is showing

In the Florida breeze

Feels like a kiss

One whole city

Escaped into this

Sinner’s Eden

Feel me surround you

While this moment is still alive, let me breathe with you

Feel me surround you

Cars crashing into and around us, wouldn’t break through

«All my ten finger tips are pressed against my forehead, running in circular

motions, pounding in the question — are you telling it like it is,

are you telling it like it is?»

Feel me surround you

While this moment is still alive, let me breathe with you

Feel me surround you

Cars crashing into and around us, wouldn’t break through