I Came Here To Move

This old record’s skipping,
there’s dust in the groove.
Well, not by the soles
of my new dancing shoes.

Side B’s got a track
that I love, so I flip it.
I came here to move
and be moved by the music.

My blues didn’t sound
Like a meaningful song.
The sweet-talking sorrow
Did not turn me on.

But Funk’s got
the same shade
As gold Tourmaline
That begs me to move
and be moved by the music.

I turn down the lights,
And I swallow the sound.
Sway to the licks, and I
float off the ground.

It’s magic that flows
Through my body.
It’s quick.

I came here to move
And be moved by the music.

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