The drumsticks are an extension of your hands
Your hair is a dozen of little snakes
There's a lot of you a lot
I'm taking a video of you at the stage
You just tower over me high high
I'm barely holding on swept away by the shockwave
I'm drowning in your laughter in your gaze in your dreams
Before and after you sit down at the drum kit
Thousands of beats and barely audible touches
Give birth to magic
Om
4.12.26
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