Elephant Micah
Human Groove
Imagine the worldas one great divine victrola phonographAnd it's playing the human groove that god himself cut with his own bare handsAnd right nowthe needle is passing over you and IWe're just like sonic tattoos,our voices are etched in the black wax of timeNow that we're alivelet us send a song up to our lordSustaining the chord sounded long ago in our ancestors' timeAnd right nowthe needle is passing over you and IWe're just like sonic tattoos,our voices are etched in the black wax of time
From Letras Mania