Michael On Fire: Music

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I was listening to the Bolero, reading Mark Twain
On Cadillac Beach
There was a hole into Heaven sucking in the souls
From Cadillac Beach

When the earth starts shaking and they run to the mountains
To the higher places hanging on to the trees

I was listening to Coltrane, reading Bob Dylan
That day on Cadillac Beach
There was a hole into hell leaking out the devils
Onto Cadillac Beach

When the water started rising and they run to the mountains
To the higher places hanging on to the trees

These days I get thinking how many souls were born
That day on Cadillac Beach
In a blink of an eye it all could  disappear
Like that day on Cadillac Beach

When the earth starts shaking and they run to the mountains
To the higher places hanging on to the trees