Many a'night I've groaned like a wounded Lion scaring my own shadow and Left myself boneheaded against the wall I dragged my feet In ruins that wedded my grief,
Then I turned around; could that be you soul brother Holding? the rope so tight beneath my chin against this iroko's root, My blood bleeding with tears, I screamed but only my soul heard me.
But then came me that broke the shackles, I redeemed my being! The droplets upon my eyelids now taught me; You were just a DREAM!
sad eyes, how did i not realise? it was pain, regained it, and it took 100 tries, to get you to talk, but how did i not realise? you were broken, a token, to get you to talk, i should've loved you, but then you were gone