A Brother's Promise (sung aloud with spirit)

You got me into the good groove,
Soul mate.
Your flesh is like the heavens’ rain,
Tumblin’ diamonds fretting about,
A warm welcome to our season’s drought.

You gotta superimpose me,
You gotta light my fire,
A sweet tooth gambler,
That bitchin’ babe rambler.
Honey you’re gonna light my fire.

Soft brown sugar,
Melting in some odd fellow’s mouth.
The water is thick with broken trout.
Your hue is impenetrable, insatiable,
And it bellows with zest.

Hallelujah,
How rude of ya
To turn your back on me.
Now it’s exposed.
Gonna slide this blade on in,
Gonna kiss your wild heart.