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of dust
I'm kicking up my heels

Riding off into the sunset
The painted desert on display
Lavender and sand dune
Salmon, coral sky
I'll be blazing a trail

beat cancer
But never came home from the war
We`re trading coral for coal
Ripping out our roots
For those last few drops of oil
To polish up our marching

and caves, through capillaries, timelessly release fed
From the fear and the spray to the coral ballet
In a deep water, shark infested recess there's a crypt

desires
My palpitations have crested to form a blank line

But my heart is happy now
As the sun drips from my brow

There beneath soft green yards far from

Your cemented mind
Full shrapnel crested tide
Cracked bleeding eyes
Sleepless and wide
Rabid thirsty jaws
Clenched hack away raw
Broken nailed claws

clouds above
Over crystals of olivine
Hot bark, filmy ferns and vines
 
In our island's coral sea 
Drummers swim by anemones
White-eyes in pandanus roots

Spit out the truth and get
The wicked dem riled
Chant out your roots and get
The wicked dem riled
Over-stand how the past still affects now

the sunrise
I'm ostracized who close to me
Said they wasn't who they supposed to be
Can't be the roots that's holding me down, was holding me back
Matter

and cleavers
For the tainted angel wingers with artificial facial features

We ancient keepers seeds and roots will feed us through the trees and juice
And bring

calamity
Taps the root of sick mindsets centered on vanity
Ats the nations axing the world and acting handsomely
Absent minded, the future's abstract

Just turned 25 and I got the same starting 5 we stick to the root of it
got love in they hands, and hate in they heart I don’t what to do with it

the labyrinth an ambassador
Of peace and love
You might return with the root
Of your superego plunged

The river boils when it sees me
The river boils when it

within your roots
Dats how its s'posta feel
Elevate your soul through silence
dis vibrance control da wheel
Everything here's only timeless
Dats how its

Burying pennies at the roots of hydrangeas
Violet florets in the eyes of strangers

Daylight and nightshade with your dark glasses on 
Ears full

Cajon.
Alto e bom som com coral, ou banda.
Rural, urbana, sagrada, profana.
Católica ou umbanda.
Um grunge um punk, um groove, um funk.
Reggae roots, rap,

Leafs on a meadow where winds cannot reach
Clouds floating deeper with light in the breach
I feel my roots finding solace in rain
Natures demanding

mammals are descendants of lizards
We are burgeons from one common root
On our planet all living beings
From corals of the sea to birds in a wood

Hail

ties your shoelace, and adds decimals to truth?
Are you still here?
Are you still singing the same songs
About his body and your radiance
The square root

There's eight legged freaks within reach
Coral or concrete

You still can't hear or interfere
The static seductions are plugging your ears
Like the sea deep

destroying coral
I'm that one that chortles
At your petty fucking morals
Coz I think you still eat cheese
As far as I know
I'm about to blow
I'm the next

Curlews peck in the horizon;
On the coral reef that shines when the tide is low;
And you look for the crabs asleep, in the roots of an almond tree;

roots connected up to my brain
Cold bars on phrydgian scale, open the dorian to my fame
Steggles kicks all the same while we sound mixelodian and reclaim

even a "hush"

Dead corals to the skies, he grows upstairs 
Roots moved on the ground
The door, open the door, let it open!

(we outside)
From the Garri- (so weh dem a say then Runkus?)

I and I just put on me Gideon boot with mi roots and trod up a Rema, ayy
Babylon