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