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Get low and behold
That I might be so bold
to say my words will cajole the door of your soul
open
sesame's not working
because sometimes codes aren't spoken
they're broken
so we shovel the sidewalk snow
sweating pathways in a world so cold
swimming darkly beneath gymnasium floors
we massage out knots with the midnight oil
but oo la la
I bring the treatment like spa
and big banging beats leave breath deep like crater (cray-tah)
the only way to read body language is dance back
and there ain't no way I'm stepping in my own tracks
so we must walk far beside ourselves
and become newly dead ringing coffin bells
roads to heaven are paved with the worst intentions
is anybody listening I'm in suspension
but quick or no
hands go around like applause
I catch the wind
of time flying by and ears they bend
to my mouth like flowers to sun
and growing toward like the muzzle flash of a hot gun
I'm nobody, are you nobody too?
the brain is the weight of God
and they differ if they do
as syllable from sound
so I lift them pound for pound
but eventually I put it down
smooth the frown
because built into the head is the crown.
And I compose myself.
