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Connect2Spirit
by Tawahum
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Family lineage whether Dene, Cree
Or Hungarian history passed down in reverie
Along with an ancient imperial rite of severing
Of severing
World wars entangled to my sequence
Both lines coupled to my double helix
Schoolyard forsaken into inter-generations
Left me in my mind to be beaten by illusions
Cuz I felt detached detached
Illustrate a lack a lack
Of connection to spirit
Connect connect to spirit
They forge us catholic
To kill the goddess
Pour sacrilege
Medus-us object
We praise their crucifix
They enforce repentance
Kneeled prostration
With a lack of faith
All that holy but where was the brave?
From a young age, ripped away from play
In the evening, catechism cruise
Afternoon a 10-yr-old, delivering the news
Bought myself candy with my money
Through to 16 with the drug-pent loving
Electronic music, ecstasy
Late nights, mornings, LSD
Winter barren trees, experimenting
Trying for an escape strategy
From the home with all the hallway yelling
Got pennies for your dimes tell me who it is selling
Cuz I felt detached detached
Illustrate a lack a lack
Of connection to spirit
Connect connect to spirit
Cuz I felt detached detached
Illustrate a lack a lack
Of connection to spirit
Connect connect to spirit
Seeing my culture, open displayed
On the gym floor, on Aboriginal day
The dancer twirls, my friends crusade
Beat of drums prickle, while this shame is engraved
Given gifts of sacred spirit are missed
Thrust upon with a medical list
Genocide of white walls, inside a psych ward
I have seen it all, they try to sever our cord
Home life echoes
A stolen scoop full
Graveyards at school, trench warfare
And falling shrapnel
Over a lineage, thickened with pride
Pierced open side, their christ's omen tied
Brother to psychosis, forced to take flight
Splintered my family, the woodchips alight
Cuz I felt detached detached
Illustrate a lack a lack
Of connection to spirit
Connect connect to spirit
Cuz I felt detached detached
Illustrate a lack a lack
Of connection to spirit
Connect connect to spirit
Truth is we're not detached detached
There is not a lack a lack
Of connection to spirit
Connect connect to spirit
Truth is we're not detached detached
There is not a lack a lack
Of connection to spirit
Connect connect to spirit
Hearing the land and my ancestors
And the spirit in everything
I can look back
And see the spirit in everything
Hearing the land and my ancestors
And the spirit in everything
I can look back
And see the spirit in everything
Family lineage whether Dene, Cree
Or Hungarian history passed down in reverie
Along with an ancient imperial rite of severing
Of severing
World wars entangled to my sequence
Both lines coupled to my double helix
Schoolyard forsaken into inter-generations
Left me in my mind to be beaten by illusions
Cuz I felt detached detached
Illustrate a lack a lack
Of connection to spirit
Connect connect to spirit
They forge us catholic
To kill the goddess
Pour sacrilege
Medus-us object
We praise their crucifix
They enforce repentance
Kneeled prostration
With a lack of faith
All that holy but where was the brave?
From a young age, ripped away from play
In the evening, catechism cruise
Afternoon a 10-yr-old, delivering the news
Bought myself candy with my money
Through to 16 with the drug-pent loving
Electronic music, ecstasy
Late nights, mornings, LSD
Winter barren trees, experimenting
Trying for an escape strategy
From the home with all the hallway yelling
Got pennies for your dimes tell me who it is selling
Cuz I felt detached detached
Illustrate a lack a lack
Of connection to spirit
Connect connect to spirit
Cuz I felt detached detached
Illustrate a lack a lack
Of connection to spirit
Connect connect to spirit
Seeing my culture, open displayed
On the gym floor, on Aboriginal day
The dancer twirls, my friends crusade
Beat of drums prickle, while this shame is engraved
Given gifts of sacred spirit are missed
Thrust upon with a medical list
Genocide of white walls, inside a psych ward
I have seen it all, they try to sever our cord
Home life echoes
A stolen scoop full
Graveyards at school, trench warfare
And falling shrapnel
Over a lineage, thickened with pride
Pierced open side, their christ's omen tied
Brother to psychosis, forced to take flight
Splintered my family, the woodchips alight
Cuz I felt detached detached
Illustrate a lack a lack
Of connection to spirit
Connect connect to spirit
Cuz I felt detached detached
Illustrate a lack a lack
Of connection to spirit
Connect connect to spirit
Truth is we're not detached detached
There is not a lack a lack
Of connection to spirit
Connect connect to spirit
Truth is we're not detached detached
There is not a lack a lack
Of connection to spirit
Connect connect to spirit
Hearing the land and my ancestors
And the spirit in everything
I can look back
And see the spirit in everything
Hearing the land and my ancestors
And the spirit in everything
I can look back
And see the spirit in everything
