Suite Poetry

Lyrics
We the infatuated undertow Born inside the curve's straight line Cracked keys somehow finding the beautiful black White noise in outer space hands It's difficult to explain ourselves I see you, I hear you Speaking in the language of angels The luxury of the double tongue Magic water people, a memory A turn of your head, finds a smile Right above the water Just a few feet to find breath, tar, wood, a shore A safe place to build music, from tears The entire world inside one face Nice to meet you, again We keep meeting our past We keep running into our reflection Introductions are our drowning exit And we don't teach our children to swim This is above sea level I see you, I hear you Coming up for air, adjusting the headphones Finding your tribe, a quick "What up though?" A quiet corner exchange, testimony is a "Yes yes y'all", coded Hellos Motor city steel, still There are flowers growing From inside this empty Craw-fish voodoo and our Father's wishes made this be This bottled spirit, this bread Never broke in, fed our families On the rocks Hand clap sounds, rim shot, ice stories, drinking sugar cane, Detroit rain Hits your forehead, finds your neck When there is nothing left We the rooftop deck, the cross into, the ever after rail road, the river of crystal currents, the solo walk to heaven, the dive hat, the master class, the vinyl moon lighting up the sky This room is a constellation of notes and clocks The 4AM door knock It never leaves your body Simplicity is so complex Just swim towards the compass Find your way to corner store profits The suite is always waiting No keys necessary just slide your delicate fingers across my rib-cage Push your head above that wave Tilt it back slowly With the cool too real to be magic Show them your colours, your majesty, your honesty, your fearlessness, your Headnod Then keep going, til they can't find your sound in this atmosphere No more No more
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Credits
- Writers
- Karriem Riggins