Animal Grace

Hey, the makings of a real event

he slices through the urban air,

immediate and confident

yes, he's riding on a sonic wave

defining a modern pose

arriving in the status age

I watched the animal grace

stir in his painted eyes

and spring into life on his face

Yes, the drama of a silent stage

his image commands respect

personifies style and taste

yes, he's magic on the t.v screen

illuminating living room walls,

the power of his frequency

I watched, they took the stage away

gone with the moving crowd

I felt so misplaced

left with my naive guitar

there in the dim parking lot

I saw him leave in a car

I stood in my place

and quietly waved

goodbye

to the animal grace