SOUTH SEA

Lyrics

We in the present are constantly injecting ourselves into the past The gaze of history shapes it Crystallises it, collapses it upon the linear timeline How do we keep ourselves tethered to the narrative? When and where do the ancestors speak for themselves? (Shh) Where is the master clock? Who watches it and who keeps time? If the master clock stops, does time stop? The ways in which we are situated in time Reflects in how we talk about, think about and conceptualise the world around us Under a sky you can't see On top of water you can't feel The sound of suffering Chains heavy, screaming, chanting, I recognise these spells Someone is trying to sink the ship Another is cursing the captain I am not sure who is alive or dead Even [?], I know even in death the chanting continues Life meets a paradoxical reality Once you step foot on the ship you start dying How many have to be slaughtered in front of you before you choke on your tears? Before your brain convinces you that you are already dead, and if you are still breathing, you shouldn't be? When the white man declares himself Science he is no longer human The sound of everything at once The sound of babies screaming for mothers Mothers gagging in agony for the return of their babies, not from the womb Fear in the form, fear in the form, fear in another form Sometimes the killing is silent So silent you can almost hear the chaos of people gathering spells and curses in their head How did I survive without space? How did I survive without hands, without mouth, without–? And you be, and we be, and you be The first technology And which man carried Far and wide To finance, to torture and control I am, you are, I am, you are The first form of time-travel discovered [?] force creating massive change and evolution Around the world with each visit Look what they do to the brightest minds And they keep keeping, and they keep keeping The temporal rhythm of the Earth's biological clock, devoid of memory And here I am, we are Reactivating the temporal meridians that are constellations of African consciousness Back to Africa, on ships of antiquity Ethiopian