IKO IKO, it’s a knockout, knockout type of crowd. To see yourself turning in the breeze, face in the leaves, and heart wishing up to the big star in the sky. Singing, sweetie pie, I may be passing by, but you, my love, hast caught my eye. I go, clap slow, breathe in words that let it grow. Reassuring nod as hitch to wagon, “I know, I know,” reveals half-step in dragon-path action. Not never, not now, step inside when it’s falling down to steal-away and read what’s due. “Not fade-away,” prays Stella Blue. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Dead & Company, 6/3/19, Night 1.
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