That’s not Jesus, Its Jimi Hendrix

Hear the trees singing
Drifting on and on
Swaying, it’s a swirling frenzy
Out their roots, walking on foot
Yeah, it’s Jimi
Back again, with a hat full of leaves
Now ladies and hipsters alike
Here’s the man of the night

Set the fire up high
The clouds above
Full with souls of possibilities
Towers falling, anger recharged
Through the kite, I see
Hearts dance like salt to worms

Weird weird
Word to mouth, escalating to a crescendo
Yeah I’m back
Again with a preacher tongue

The sky’s falling
So fast, I’m digging a grave
To dissipate with the incoming grief

Weird weird
Word to mouth, escalating to a crescendo
Yeah I’m back again

At the turn of the century
Raging seas, bleeding ice
Paint red and it’s called bloody
Sounds forming, mouth watering
Eyes filtered, pouches replenishing
Mighty below, a fight’s about to come on
Understand, our world is a mess
Houses burning, all around us

It’s a mess, but I’m Jimi
Back again to relieve you from stress

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