Muhammad Ali Songtext
von Tom Hogan

It′s the bristling under bare feet that gets me
Moving in the grass
Deep in your bones
My bimonthly fix of having to leave the room
Another whisper from Ali
A left hook stings like a bee
I can come to terms with letting you down
Tyre wheels wedged on your own driveway, what's that sound?
Turn around
But this isn′t going to work
Dancing all over town
Your head plays a long dull beat
From when you hit it on the sink
You're all calling back to me
Cicadas in the trees
I lost your voice on a phone update
In a parking lot of a small town fast food chain
What a place
Nothing hits harder than grief


But this isn't going to work
Dancing all over town
Your head plays a long dull beat
From when you hit it on the sink
You′re all calling back to me
Cicadas in the -
This isn′t going to work
I heard he couldn't speak
Your head plays a long dull beat
From when you hit it on the sink
Can′t see you calling me
Cicadas in the trees
It floats like a butterfly
And it floats like a butterfly
Floats like a butterfly
And it floats like a butterfly
Floats like a butterfly
And it floats like a butterfly
Floats like a butterfly
And it floats like a butterfly
Floats like a butterfly
And it floats like a butterfly
Floats like a butterfly
And it floats like a butterfly
Floats like a butterfly
And it floats like a butterfly
Floats like a butterfly
But it floats like a butterfly
Floats like a butterfly
And it floats like a butterfly
Floats like a butterfly
But it floats like a butterfly