Words, they climb all over you/'Til they uncover you From where you hide.

Once the flames begin to catch the wind will blow it higher, oh Biko, Biko.

Letting go, it's so hard The way it's hurting now To get this love untied So tough to stay with this thing 'cos if I follow through I face what I denied I'll get those hooks out of me And I'll take out the hooks that I sunk deep in your side Kill that fear of emptiness, that loneliness I hide.

The earthly power sucks shadowed milk from sleepy tears undone, from nippled skin as smooth as silk the bugles blown as one.

I stood in this unsheltered place, 'til I could see the face behind the face.

Yeah, in the digital world, it is so much easier to put stuff out without a great deal of paraphernalia and fanfare.

Dream big and surround yourself with brilliance, even if you end up dressed up like a flower or a sexually transmitted disease.