Lyrics Summer Of Sorcery - Little Steven, The Disciples Of Soul

Summer Of Sorcery

Wanna get lost
In your festival
Of unlimited possibility
I wanna be transformed
By your summer of sorcery
Your perfect feet receive my kisses
While the ground blossoms beneath them
As if time was not the enemy
And the the miracles could be ours
If the angles would just bequeath them
Naive young soldiers smokin' roses
Made lovesick by sad trombones
Yeah, you give me Rimbaud’s poetry to soothe me
As I crawled away
On the railway stations cobblestones
I wanna get lost
In your festival
Of unlimited possibility
I wanna be transformed
By your summer of sorcery
You were almost undressed
And that’s what I wanted
Savoring the mystery
Of what was to come
Tongues dancing and tickling quivering flesh
Sweet submission
In the shadow of the abandoned dog run
You stood naked and dreaming in gilded pallor
In the muted light of the August moon
Oh yeah, yes, it is
Until visions of eternity strangled your words
And fear of the infinite flared in your eyes
And you left me way too soon
I wanna get lost
In your festival
Of unlimited possibility
I wanna be transformed
By your summer of sorcery
I wanna be the sound
In your symphony of tranquility
Love forever in your garden
Of unexpected opportunity
Live forever in your summer of sorcery
All my senses
All my senses are awakening
I hear the echo of the jukebox on the wet pavement
In the summer camp so far away
I’m a child again
You opened up my eyes again
My sense of wonder is alive again
All my senses
All my senses are awakening
All my senses
I wanna to protect you
I wanna connect with you
I wanna affect you
I wanna reflect with you
I wanna be your happy end
I wanna start all over again
I wanna feel the same pain you do
I wanna dance in the rain with you
I wanna celebrate your civility, your utility
Your dignity, and your impossibility
I wanna get high with you
I wanna touch the sky with you
I wanna fly with you
I wanna die with you
I wanna get lost
In your festival
Of unlimited possibility
I wanna be transformed
By your summer of sorcery
I want to get lost
In your forest of eternity
In your galaxy of humility
In your ballet of nobility
In your Springtime of fertility
In your Autumn of prosperity
In your Winter of philanthropy
In your Summer of Sorcery
Yeah-yeah
In your Summer of Sorcery
Oh yeah
In your Summer of Sorcery, yeah-yeah
Da-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da
We’re gonna walk together on the promenade
We’ll walk together on the promenade
Forever and ever
Forever and ever
In your Summer of Sorcery
Da-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
(In your Summer of Sorcery)
Oh-da-da-da-da-da-da, oh-da-da-da-da-da-da
(In your Summer of Sorcery
In your Summer of Sorcery)