withness Songtext
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Gratitude for travel
Movement between this and that
The distance away to reflect how the mind breathes differently
To listen for what′s not yelling
No voices in my head
A sense of all rightness
The pacing of people unfrightened by fascist greed
A concern for the earthness of us

A longing to be connected together

Offline gestures


The dimples of improvised grins
Tears glowing beneath the shutters of eyes
Wide open windows gazing back at you
Each person as portal and premonition of a timeless time
A diaspora of sisterhood awaiting your arrival
Anticipation
Homes away from home
Fathers of fascination flirting with someone else's daughter
It never gets old, does it?
To be parentless and see family in every person

The choice and unchoosing

People who don′t love you back not the same
Brothers who only see a meal ticket or maid or sum of body parts
Silly enough to believe in the goodness
Despite all experiences to the contrary
I rather be unchanged by the courage of my heart
The wish for collaborators willing to
Traverse realms within and without
Together

Every show to be confronted and in spirit
Withness

To bear with

The solidarity of sound


When you can hear a hand being held
A struggle shouldered by the sharing between us
America is a spell
A hex or hell
Unless among the kindred few folk of fellowship
A way of willing through
By kissing the ground for gratitude to be aware of the interdependence
A suffering caused by our ignorance
To be away is to be better with
Withness

Here we are
Here we are
Each here is an invitation
There's no such thing as a stranger if you're honest
Every place has a relative awaiting your return