Broken heart cracked , as i took my last breath , no one beside me alone again .
i sank knives surrounded me? spun out , no way out , of the desired heartt that followed faith in times of the bad mean filthy snake that made adam and eve take that naughty bite.
that's were it all striked.
Forgive me lord . i am me. surrounded by some of life's most ungrateful broken letdown roads that lead me to the hidden path of dizzy sorrow.
Hidden in dark i saw everything in my shadows running from that loud under ground train , if i had stoped to think , .
Spirited soul behold you have the big key i need to unhollow, this broken city of unfollowed dreams .
You must help me lead rightnouess together forever no longer we hide .
We lead the lost into our holy secret place to find themselfs before it was to late .
Jesus save's them today please promise you will never leave us alone .
Hand by heart we all stand together as one big dream of faith also hope
Broken heart cracked , as i took my last breath , no one beside me alone again .
i sank knives surrounded me? spun out , no way out , of the desired heartt that followed faith in times of the bad mean filthy snake that made adam and eve take that naughty bite.
that's were it all striked.
Forgive me lord . i am me. surrounded by some of life's most ungrateful broken letdown roads that lead me to the hidden path of dizzy sorrow.
Hidden in dark i saw everything in my shadows running from that loud under ground train , if i had stoped to think , .
Spirited soul behold you have the big key i need to unhollow, this broken city of unfollowed dreams .
You must help me lead rightnouess together forever no longer we hide .
We lead the lost into our holy secret place to find themselfs before it was to late .
Jesus save's them today please promise you will never leave us alone .
Hand by heart we all stand together as one big dream of faith also hope
"...Maybe they would allow me to dance,
perhaps they would leave me to dance;
let me ask the landlords,
If they would permit me to dance.."
Forty horsepower!
Sixty horsepower!!
The horses can keep their power;
Yeye Asiwaju's power is sufficient.
Who would not be amazed?
Half a century of cultural dance:
Dangling head like a pruning pigeon,
Winding waist like a spider its web,
Throwing hands and legs like javelin,
Rock-still, yet rotating like a rolling coin;
Your magic baffles me.
Delight of drummer boy,
If I may ask, tell me:
Which nut bolts your bones?
Which hinges are on your joints?
Which spring bounces you?
What makes your bone unhollow?
Your antics like a parachute:
You can fold, you can unfold,
You can swerve, you can still:
You can puff up, you can sag down.
The day you became flame
Before the high and the lowly
Behold kings and queens
Craning out their necks on toes
To have a glimpse of the cone
'Dola, 'Dola rent the air.
Sure, it is now rhetoric;
It is now superfluous to ask:
Who can dance for the king
And his crown will fall?
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