29) Song From a Dungeon (2:27) [Math: guitar, recorder, harmonica, noises, sing; Jana: vocals]
lyrics
Join me sister we’ll move on toward thee house in yonder hills, we’ll galumph on thru the forest until we’re close enough to kill
What lies ahead guess no one knows but no’s no answer now/Our faith’s run dry ‘n’ I guess that yes if he lives there he can help
He’ll turn fishes into men as long as you haul them in but the nets are only set to snare the leviathan
& his traps are still all empty cos no beasts can leave the womb/The last I heard he was whispering “sleep” ‘n’ handling a broom
While Saint Stephen counts the stones Saul will check our coats | Parallel very well We still were not alone
& I know he knew who was listening he had it all planned out/He didn’t see the future yet he felt the present doubts
But I thought he thought that I thought wrong that I knew it all along/So it comes as a surprise that his house has been vacated for so long
Call the coroner the champion ‘n’ we’ll see who’s fixing who/Let the sky turn a bluer hue ‘n’ let me go on through
Leave me off at the exit I promise you he’s here ‘n’ if he’s not then wait a year but don’t give up yr fear
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