We waited until after sunset
when the shadows grew large
and the moonlight was dim
The giant brick walls stood tall
on sacred ground where gods walked
as we stood in their footsteps
Snuck in through a secret tunnel
into a time warp spinning backwards
wandering into historical situations
The grand hall was full of ghosts
hearing echoes of old sounds singing
we've touched sources of eternal energy
Blending in with the crowd knocked out
watching Jimi Hendrix play Machine Gun
at the Fillmore East on New Years Eve
The spirit of technical electric mayhem
transcending to a higher level of existence
expanding deep into the temple of infinity
Racing back home at the break of dawn
the golden sun rises over Second Avenue
eternally through the musical landscape
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