Circles Going Round The Sun

The first time we went to New York
James Brown came home
And the airport was full of banners
The next morning we bought Gill
A coke and cheeseburger and questioned
Him on the sidewalk
His eyes seeking the cosmos
Looking through the morning
Towards the coming night
Where Kris Parker would play
And what did Mancusso say?
What did Mancusso say?
One big party that we tune into
Through our bodies and gatherings
Through our bodies and gatherings
The spectacle - the image
'And In the fire of images gladly put my hand
To save that day for him'
Says George Mackay brown
And what did Weatherall say?
What did Andrew say?
Have you read the biography
Well of course he did
Shanti, shanti, shanti
The first time you dance
You break two boundaries
Between matter and spirit
Self and other
Individual and group
The the god who dances
Being an imminent force
You join circles going round the sun
First time we went to Berlin
We climbed over walls and through cellars
To parties that would become
Clubs, and clubs that became Sundays
In movements that couldn't be seen
With the naked eye
Somethings moving out there
Somethings moving out there
Last time I went to New York
I lost my edge to James Murphy
And the better version
Of what was - that was
The loop thing -
Berardi's cancelled future thing
So I spun looking for a drink
Like a circle going round the sun
Allow yourself the full extent of your complexity
Says Arthur Russel
We stood still, and silent, in a warehouse
Fiorucci made me hardcore
Leckey let me see
'How much are they'
Jah Wobble
Capitals going to eat you up
Brand yourself to eat you up
It gas you and you gas it
It gas you and you gas it
And we're intertwined and connected and
Locked and entangled in sensations
Of here together
Phase locking our Eko skeletons
Spinning round and round and round
In the breaks with Fred Moten
Like circles going round the sun
Like circles going round the sun
Like circles going round the sun
Like circles going round the sun