eightSound Muscles(1:33)they dont ride into heaven on back of a cloud you dont hear the music if its just sounds waiting for rest is the rest in the grave are the rest of the graves for myself being saved unsafe in the face of danger explain another cliche to be written erased taken down a few octaves rewritten arranged yet the same sort of nothings so scathed well behaved we dont rest in a heaven of whitepuffy clouds sometimes we hear music amidst all these sounds
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