Fading rhythm, bass and chords, rather sleepy night Drums come alive, hey Joe, beat that djembe hard, bang it man Damn it, I still can’t hear the very song which I knew so well Swing baby swing, you really sang and danced with me …… I knew you well, you trusted me, but all was lost in fireworks staccatto I dived back in time and reconstructed deep how I fucked it all up, I played your words, reversed them back into my mind and heard it all again I really hear you now, my dear, but I was so godly selfish, deaf, and blind I know you better now, but you are gone, and I know you better…