Summer Of Sorcery - Little Steven, The Disciples Of Soul

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)