I went for miles passed Naledi High
Between street and mirror
What is long when it's about time
Despite setbacks we made strikes
A shielded past those aches to stay
No kinship, they wanted rain
Bright green shirts in collective states
Pull the prints up and stay right
Lost well I crossed twice
Of all the stories we've lost
Of all the stories we've lost
They found me worrisome and too tight
I had letters then, put them aside
Pouring over, resetting scales
Can't call you up 'cause it does reveal
That I'm still here, but who am I?
Red stones and black ties
That one brick, I held tight
Pull the prints up and stay right
Lost well I crossed twice
Of all the stories we've lost
Of all the stories we've lost
Lost well I crossed twice
Of all the stories we've lost
Of all the stories we've lost
WRITERS
Joya Mooi, Alexander Lopez Gonzalez, Joris Titawano, Joris Willekes, Winston Luciano