The world has changed and now we are enemies
We cannot reap the successes of our own dynamic entities
Our fates remain drenched in the womb of sovereignty
Great cleansing tide percolate through time and speak of your mind to me
And yet so slowly the child's breath
Her sideways mornings bloom after death
In a dazed state I walk the shore
But I don't know if my body
Will make the distance I have to go
But I carry myself forward
And I will decide what is left for me
If I must be the martyr for a dream I can't believe in
Interstellar ship not far off shore you orbit mortal lives but never cure the raging thirst of ageless urchin tongues
Hide the key before your song is sung
The shaman's mystery held the rooting hands for release Whispering thunderbird nesting within her desert capillaries
Show us the rain and eternal thirsts shall cease
I've tried to tame the thunder with little luck in the face of your deepest seed
But it's my wonder leading me
Oh how far under were our lives at sea
How cold the anchor you placed on me
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