Deeply Rooted

Everyone's singing these days with no song
We've forgotten what a voice is
How it sprawls over the world, forever changed
Humbles the ears, cleans out the trash from a heart
Sitting in the attic of a fourth dimension house with no windows
Who listens for loveless lovers?
Trembling legends, guitar strings, and harmonic hands
Loyal only to raspy resurrecting remnants of cigarette smoke soul
Low lit, dim, dirty dancing
Juke joint type jazz and jive
Like ancient know better, mind your business
Until everybody's business is your mind
Pay attention
We're connected like a good chorus
Can't remember the words, mumble like you know 'em
At the very least, sway, love your voice more than your fear
And be free