lirik lagu fred moten, brandon lopez, gerald cleaver – b jenkins
her territory sunflower
insurgent floor time in real time in the field museum
bertha lee in her lyric ways
in her urban plan
up and down the regular highway
in every two~tone station
passing through the cure
for preservation to unfold it all away
she put the new thing in the open cell
one more time about the theory of who we are
in the names, away and blocks with double names to interrupt and gather
kept dancing in tight circles between great and secret
vaulted with records in our bas~m~nt
where the long~hair hippies and afro~blacks
all get together across the tracks
and they party
everybody [?] like grain and touched its stride
now the cold new reckoning is tired
and you’ve been waiting for a preferential song
the multiplex should be in the frame like bodies in a house
way back in the woods
fled in suspended projects like the real thing
holes for the midnight trail
essential shtetl of the world stage
born way before you was born
move the administered word by breathing
to hand beautiful edge around
[humming]
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