Monday, March 28, 2011

Alabama Jazz (1)

so I dream we are sitting face to face
 in some old diner
 and for some reason
 Ellington is at the counter
 playing the piano
 and Jimmy B
. he's there too
 and we
 you and me
 are speaking in tune with their beat
.......and the heat
well it ain't from the kitchen...
but that's what happens
 when you snuggle down
 with Jazz on the brain
 on a Winter's night
 in Alabama
 broken time speaks with a drawl
 like your eyes speak to mine
 in double time
on a winter's night in Alabama

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