Zolky Tawa by Ames Harding & the Mirage

Hear me hear me gettin higher
With the rhythm painting pictures of desire
Blind we roam with the kiss of fire
Just to find our way

Movin heavy to the breathing
Of the melody, the Sufi, and the beatin'
Blind we roam as the sky is bleedin'
Just to find our way

Robed in feathers and black leather
Kiss my ring and I will sing another measure
Blind we roam in the grips of pleasure
Just to find our way

Close your eyes so you may see me
Kiss my lips so I can speak of what I’m feelin
Blind we roam through the night of hedons
Just to find our way

Higher, higher, higher (higher)
Higher, higher, higher (higher)
Higher, higher, higher (higher)

Take my eyes I do not need 'em
Cause what I am a-seekin' is the breathin'
Where the tom toms have beaten
Just to guide our way

Come let us writhe on
Past all of the pretties in their gardens
Cause tonight we will follow
Just to find our way

Higher, higher, higher (higher)
Higher, higher, higher (higher)
Higher, higher, higher (higher)

• Rock
• clave
• dance
• dark
• folk
• groove rock
• groovy
• night
• psych folk
• psychedelic
• singer-songwriter
• Pittsburgh