Know these arms are bound tight with history,Know the miles grow lonely with no victory.
Know that I watch the night birth hands,
and blindly search,
for the 'other' man.
I know your classical twist,
I know the way you've become a quiet
ventriloquist.
Know,
It's because we've got so much,
against us.
It's because we've got so much,
between us.
It's because we've got so much,
ahead of us.
It's because we've got so much.
