Tem Eyos Ki: 'Cruithne'

when it comes the day that I'm spit out what have I learned? 
what folklore will I keep? 
could it be that I shared thoughts with my progenitors?
did as they did, kissed words they've kissed



intrinsically chaotic dependent attracted, suspended
to understand
to allow the stories to sink deep
when it comes the day that I'm spit out what have I learned? 
what folklore will I keep? 
could it be that I shared thoughts with my progenitors? 
did as they did, kissed words they've kissed

cruithne
cruithne
cruithne 
could it be
cruithne...


scarred warrior throats long winded legends
familial lines 
faces etched in skies
co-orbital motion forced thousands of years 

listening, they're listening, i'm listening
listening, they're listening, i'm listening
listening, they're listening, i'm listening...

when it comes the day that I'm spit out
what folklore will I keep? 
the sense of having shared what has been shared 
to allow my heart to still be taught 
when all that was inside has then exploded 
energy only transforms it can't be broken but suspended

i'm listening, they're listening
i'm listening, they're listening
i'm listening, they're listening...

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