(1:54)angels running angels running angels running fire licks towards their hearts but their eyes still burn angels running angels running midnight coming ‘n’ the blood runs where the water once was angel running angel running time is broken ‘n’ the blood runs where the water once was burning hands feel the engine rumble in the dark down the hallway to the left i know i hid it somewhere angels angels running
The British-Somali poet draws upon everything from leftfield folk to minimalist spoken-word, bound together by simple-yet-cutting wordplay. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 28, 2021