marnie stern
the crippled jazzer
Down in the delta  Caught in the valley Drowned into sunlight  Sunk into holy Losing minutes  Stuck in composing Finding an angle  Hell Bent on choosing Warn all the dead  Losing my vision Searching for tender Grounding down slowly Up in my head  Wanting collision Rounding out sounds  Nothing is growing  And the heat  And the beat  It was good  It was good And the beat  Yes the beat  It went on as It should And the heat  And the beat  It was good  It was good And the beat  And the beat  It goes on as It should