Strange Sad Magic

In old days
when my blood ran how I wanted
for the sake of mad love
I stayed windy and stoned
tried not to get old

We stayed
in bed as long as we could
stacked some mattress on the hard wood
Sick from wanting you bad
I want you so bad

In the wake of the Atlantic
soul way god can't stand it
You're so close that I can feel how you're feeling
Body sings out loud
"I want you so bad"

A storm hit
said a dozen lights shine
on those sleeping in the day time
Let the hours go by
just to spend em with you

Our place
filled with flower pots and cocaine
Making love until it stop raining
but the rain never stopped
and neither did we


In the wake of the Atlantic
soul way, god can't stand it
You're so close that I can feel how you're feeling
Body sings out loud
"I want you so bad"