Lyrics: Saul Williams
This world will kill you.
It will prevent you from writing
while torturing you for information.
You learn what plants will not harm you.
What to fight and what to report.
Build relations within your society
merely to survive or eagerly to prosper.
Step back to step forward. Hold tight
or let go. There are decisions to make and
instances without choice. Your own emotions
may surprise you. Things will not always go
as planned. Some truths are clichΓ©.
Discernment and nuance. Judgment.
Solid reasoning. Willful abandon.
You will find yourself in love.
You will lose yourself in passion.
Work to find yourself again.
You'll be forced to reckon with survival.
You may find weapons, crutches, props, useful.
You'll sing and dance. You'll discover instruments. Varied means of communication. You may seek escape. You may depend greatly on outside forces. You may seek amends. You may find strength in prayer and meditation.
You may build dependencies. You may choose or desire to belong. You may not have a sense of lives deceptions.
You must develop means of questioning each song.
Intuitive grace in space.
Death is a conspiracy.
Violence is reality.
Love is in development.
It can hold, contract, expand, adapt,
take other shapes, laugh in your face,
clumsy with grace.
Death is a conspiracy.
Religious hypocrisy.
In the spirit of modesty,
we are forever.
Financed by darkest means.
Under the table. In the soil.
Under water. Sacred oil.
Our fossils fuel the enterprise.
Our fossils fuel our own demise.
Our fossils hold no memories.
Our fossils purely energy.
Death is a conspiracy.
Breath is life. Word.
Craft. Kiss. Song.
Individual lives, not long,
not guaranteed, not weighted against intention.
Random testaments of illumination.
Anchored in faith. Tunneled by fear.
But I'm here when I disappear.