Yours is the heart that stands still
Mine explodes from rot to settled
Dust binding to adhesive red rock
I felt soul slip away into cloud
Gray photonic baptismal tears
Feel words inside waters swim
Flowing streams of rap dark faces
The unconcerned aimless dreams
Sing bright days gone but sadness
And rhythm linger outlasting song
We left to wake listening for fatality
Different drummers and Founding
Fathers march to hearing anthems
The stars and science strum strings
The trumpets jazz fingering fresh
Misunderstanding the intent is
Unsettled the music naturally waving
Goodbye to passing kaleidoscopes
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