Tale of a Horn-Crossed Luster

Toothy grin

Against bronze skin


I hear your sweet soul music


Buzz-cut hair

Got me in a snare


I hear your sweet soul music


Singing, smiling

Dancing, beguiling


Music to set me free


You mark time

I fall in line


It's just who I want to be


Keep the beat

I'll move my feet


I hear your sweet soul music


Thinking about your voice

Knowing I have no choice

I'll sit here and wait

For my inevitable fate


And when the song ends


I still hear your sweet soul music