Can you resist?

 

The entranced dance in the gardens,

the heady ride on a Chanson,

the shadow of your reflection?

 

A never-ending ecstatic dream,

a skull-breaking monologue,

a tobacco-chewing Clint Eastwood?

 

The picture-perfect, lethal hydra,

the voice of the moon,

romance’s brute force?

 

This band paints stories in your ear

that leave Hollywood green with envy.

 

You don’t want to resist at all.