Occupying the neighboring stools, people come and go; the tide of humanity gone thirsty.
Cocktail umbrellas litter the bar lying to all of her good fortune. Cheap tobacco, blues, the girl I need you to be. She is a sphinx two drinks from leaving home. I suck in air trough my teeth to further the cooling effect of my drink's kiss.
I have one set left to play and I may not go back to her place. Her tears are gems which trap the reflections of all the stars. Music as faith.
I love jazz because is the music of my life. I start listen jazz in the '80, musician like Art Ensemble of Chicago, Don Cherry, Stan
Getz, Dizzy Gillespie an many others they made me decide to become a jazzman, thats all.