Black Planets, Pt. 2

Those liquid
Black planets
Their grooves are rings of DNA
Have I seen enough?

I'm thinking
Compression
My tone impression has no name
And the night's still young

Lost soundscapes
Of Eden
Their voices call me on again
Where no one knows

My footsteps
Grow bigger
And as I walk, I need more gain
While north wind blows

How much more we'll search these oceans
Land is all I see

How much long we'll be misguided
By reality

There must be a long forgotten
Cave for you and me



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