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woke up/ no dust got me choked up/
low, ducking the sun/ spirit is so what/
i link colder chains back together again/
soldered/ never repent/ this lone solider in ink/
set up a scent crushed and smoldered/
as i brush that dirt off my shoulders/
getting older, and getting rushed/
gold in the palm but a bone in the clutch/
split kicks on/ rip walkways
and spit non-fiction evidence in a quickdraw/
beats blast with a hi-fi system
drowning sound until the high rises come down
now/ fill a belly up/
selling cellies with helis all on the tele, what?/
i'm gelling with eliot's bang theory/
relevant, gang, hear me/ i tell it to swell/
egos tripping at the gates of hell/
the keys go missing from a basement cell/

new love with a thirst for the free/
trapped in the temple/ held hostage/
new love, give me words for the wear/
locked up with a half a verse cross-stitched/
new love, and the murderer is me/
i get numb with red blood to bread crumbs/
new love spit the first of a prayer
in the streets and the unfed slums that i fled from/

you've been living in a dream/
building synagogues top-down with a scissor full of seams/
got style but the mirrors in the archway/
start making every sun-set-and-rise a hard day/
weave footprints into tiles/ good prince
sinning while muttering a prayer for the inner child/
never play right/
blade's bright with the body of a sage like i'll never escape mics/
so i guess i have to stay tight
until grace lights every stage white from a great height/
get live with an art form that resides/
in the air that you breathe, in the wash of the tide/
it's dawn in my chest/
on to finesse wrongs that dispense raw rhythm
when i'm drawn into mess/
god help me/
i've got a supplement for every cell but i'm not healthy/

new love with a thirst for the free/
trapped in the temple/ held hostage/
new love, give me words for the wear/
locked up with a half a verse cross-stitched/
new love, and the murderer is me/
i get numb with red blood to bread crumbs/
new love spit the first of a prayer
in the streets and the unfed slums that i fled from/

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from Retrospective, released April 30, 2012

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