Initially you were fragrance Wind used to give me your address Then you became a name Streets were known by your footsteps Then you became eyes It penetrated my days so badly, That I had to bury my time Then…you became a face…and then *******… And this expedition cost me my innocence
And before I could have find a trail A dense jungle swallowed me.
Now you become, home of a naked tribal man And whenever people shout your name I become aware of my nakedness.