Matthew Kocsis

To the music of falling water
and I don’t mean rain

Don’t give me that pain
don’t corner me with that poetry thing

I’m sitting on a rock
at the edge of the world
the red earth and ocean are below me
locked in a distance of erosion
put a rock on me to stop me blowing away

I’m gonna make you shake
I’m gonna make your hand shake

I’m gonna make you shake
I’m gonna make your hand shake

I’m gonna make you shake
I’m gonna make your hand shake

I’m gonna make you shake
I’m gonna make your hand shake

It’s a new day it’s a new day
and my face vibrates with anticipation

It’s a new day it’s a new day
and my face vibrates with anticipation

I’m gonna make you shake
I’m gonna make your hand shake

I’m gonna make you shake
I’m gonna make your hand shake

I’m gonna make you shake
I’m gonna make your hand shake

I’m gonna make you shake
I’m gonna make your hand shake

And the sky comes down to the ground
letting go with love
and a cell phone rings, rings, rings

Las Vegas in my head
tattoo on my mind
black break black break walls slide
past your, past your tired eyes
I’m on a short fuse
I’m on a good day, but
I’m on a short fuse,
I’m sure that you who guess see me
woman with a small vise saying
shall we have a coffee
somewhere sometime somehow
when you come, come, come, come with me
sounds like I, sounds like I
found my mistake

I’m gonna make you shake
I’m gonna make your hand shake

I’m gonna make you shake
I’m gonna make your hand shake

I’m gonna make you shake
I’m gonna make your hand shake

I’m gonna make you shake
I’m gonna make your hand shake

-D. Ramirez, Mark Knight, Underworld