I Cried all the waters of the rivers that's been running ever since.
Something my eyes had never seen.
my soul dried out naked on the flat ground
until i could see my own body for the first time.
A face in the mirror.
One i could call mine.
the wade is getting clearer.
But still a flashlight could tear us apart.
I realize this while i'm sitting a the bar
and my heartbeat follows the rhythm of the sound
the beats of the African tam-tams rebound in my chest.
No contesting allowed.
Thats the music i express.
Soul music.
And thats it.
DNA that spits.
still on my quest.