My Lovely Jinn

When I was a boy
Way back in 1983
And the television was my holy spirit
It showered me with sitcom moralities
That were plumed with technicolour commandments

Get a girl.
Get a house.
Have a family.
And if it all goes wrong?

Do it again.

That was the televised truth
The funny thing about truth
It's...
Twisty
It's...
Malleable
It's as real as a mirage inside of a dream

One day when the holy spirit wasn't looking
A smoky silhouette approached me
And I inhaled
Desperate for the scent of him

It was a clandestine moment
His eyes like fire...
I wanted to burn...

And the silence cracks
As the angels rage
And the wolves howl
As my lovely jinn sings

I wanted to burn...

I am the flame
You are the heat
Let's burn together
Inside the beat

I am the flame
You are the heat
Let's burn together
Inside the beat

I am the flame
I am the flame
You are the heat
You are the heat
Let's burn together
Let's burn together
Inside the beat
Inside the beat

I am the flame
I am the flame
You are the heat
You are the heat
Let's burn together
Let's burn together
Inside the beat
Inside the beat

I am the flame
I am the flame
You are the heat
You are the heat
Let's burn together
Let's burn together
Inside the beat
Inside the beat

I am the flame
I am the flame
You are the heat
You are the heat
Let's burn together
Let's burn together
Inside the beat
Inside the beat

I am the flame
I am the flame
You are the heat
You are the heat
Let's burn together
Let's burn together
Inside the beat
Inside the beat