The brain floats in utter darkness never exposed to a speck of light

Ma Cherie you are the brain

You live in constant night yet percieve the world in vibrant colors

I see our people being crushed to a fine powder and taken to the wind

but thats happening worlds away so lets play pretend

ill spin you around and let you take the lead

follow your small footsteps home or to your favorite book shop

I have heard the myths and I live inside the legends

burning fire between us encased in generations of lies and misfortune

when the men come armed with hatred and ignorance

do not hide, and do not panic

listen to the crackle of sound from the broken radio

and wisper "come and get me"