Long Live Rock
Descent of the notes rumbles high in the heat
sweeping strings tap through feet
most rather scream then start to speak
when did the electric days
of creativity blaze
only to decide those songs were a daze
a trivial phase
never to become new again
how can we find it?
that time we once winded
on down longing roads
and voodoo chile’s screeching red soul
how in the hell are we to know
why that stairway couldn’t be sold
or how golden gods once danced on this earth
back when people felt like birds perched
deciding together we would fly north
the rhythm and melody leading us forth,
words of a promise
tossed to the honest,
open-hearted, peace-charmers
lest palms forget why we hold on as
tightly to journey,
both dramatic queen and crimson king yearning
to see and receive the end of destroying
raw energy flowing,
budding,
and growing,
Let’s
live on like a rock
to keep on a’rolling.
