[Amelia]
In the movement, in the nights of dead and dance
In the movement, when I’m offering out my hand
In the movement, I don’t need you to pretend
In the movement, all I ask for is a friend
In the movement, drugs and dance and spirits whirl
In the movement, as we flee our fathers' world
At the crossroads, so it goes, we
Need the love you cannot show me
Can’t you reach for me?
Can’t you reach for me?
The burdens I bear that you never do see
If you’d just please help me
[Byron and other Voodoopunks]
In the movement, Loa live within our hands
In the movement, our voodoo opens other lands
In the movement, drugs and dance and spirits whirl
In the movement, and we reject our fathers world
In the movement, come and dance through the night
In the movement, ridden by the blinding light
At the crossroads and the barrow
We have come to court the shadow
In the movement, in the nights of dead and dance
In the movement, when I’m offering out my hand
In the movement, I don’t need you to pretend
In the movement, all I ask for is a friend
In the movement, drugs and dance and spirits whirl
In the movement, as we flee our fathers' world
At the crossroads, so it goes, we
Need the love you cannot show me
Can’t you reach for me?
Can’t you reach for me?
The burdens I bear that you never do see
If you’d just please help me
[Byron and other Voodoopunks]
In the movement, Loa live within our hands
In the movement, our voodoo opens other lands
In the movement, drugs and dance and spirits whirl
In the movement, and we reject our fathers world
In the movement, come and dance through the night
In the movement, ridden by the blinding light
At the crossroads and the barrow
We have come to court the shadow
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