03 Ragtime

Native Son

VERSE 1:
I said when you're done come look for me-
It’s like looking for cocaine in the snow
And all my friends are in my head
That’s how we’re always in the know
I feel air bubbles in my chest
This a body I’ve outgrown
Cigarette smoke all in my clothes-
Play the drum line with my bones…
Another Griot…
Eyes closed
She knows

CHORUS:
I’m scared to
Sleep
For fear of
Cold
It’s in my
Genes
Words in my
Soul! (throat)
Don’t wanna bleed-
But I want to, go
I hear my
Beating
Like ragtime
Like rag-time

VERSE 2:
I told myself I’m doing fine
I think I'm starting to believe
I think I’d rather check the time-
Before I go to check my breathing
I saw myself in a big window
Then inside a TV screen
No depression
Just reflections-
Of how I look when I’m not screaming!
I know I learned to follow suit
Before I learned to follow dreams
And I wear designer clothes-
To put my heart out on my sleeve
T-Shirt say Comme Des Garçons;
And my mouth say Comme Des Filles
I know the way I live life cold
But at least I’m not on my knees…
Instead I rest in peace!
Clean
God speed…
CHORUS:
I’m scared to
Sleep
For fear of
Cold
It’s in my
Genes
Words in my
Soul! (throat)
Don’t wanna bleed-
But I want to, go
I hear my
Beating
Like ragtime
Like rag-time

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