Zizzing

Air flush with water

Skin slick with oil

Power poles zizzing  in the fog

Like Tesla coils

Sweeping patterns, glistening crystals

What we call music in the air

Whiskey dripping down your temples

Mosquitos in your hair

And in the background

A riverboat is sounding its goodbye

(Yes, our magic should)

Yes, our magic should be more

Powerful as the years go by

Where did I go so wrong with you?

Tell me, where did I?

Laughter spilling on laughter

Muscle pulling on bone

The sorcery of stilettos

Spilling on cobblestone

And all that precious cargo

Don't know where it comes from

Where it goes

Just know everything else is on a mission

To decompose

And in the background

A riverboat is sounding its goodbye

(Yes, our magic should)

Yes, our magic should be more

Powerful as the years go by

'Cause where did I go so

Wrong with you?

Tell me, where did I?