House of Stone (Interlude)

[Verse]
We want our voices louder!
Cause we sick of the mumbles
Beat our chest like it’s drums here in the thick of the jungle
Pounding feet on the floor - they forced the fists of the humble
The world’s confusing all the silence here with peace in the struggle
The blacker the berry, the sweeter the truth
We are connected in the pain that gets to me or to you
We hear stories and see the war that they read and refute
Reroute our feet in the ground and plant the seed of the youth
It’s getting scary: who do we tell brother to brother
That we deserve more than the tears of worried mothers?
Who fight for a life, so we don’t ever have to get shot down
For y’all to see that we bleed the flag's colours
We need the flag's colours
Breathe it and believe it - free the flag’s colours
Meaning a kaleidoscope colliding in the sky like it’s reflections of the rain
But the only one we see is red, for the blood stains
In the streets, this pain we keep finally hits back
And now spitting these verses is the only we spit back
To kick back and kick raps, to kick facts and switch back
To painting a bigger picture when the frame’s already a mismatch
See? I’m cynical by subliminals, it’s the quintessential pinnacle
Of living by a simple code: ‘speak up - you’re a criminal’
So we keep this information minimal
And put pens to these pages, ironically just for centerfolds
Drinks, parties, haters, success, and never interlope
And hope we won’t have to see the aftermath with an inner scope
So in the midst of all the strife
Giving you my thoughts ain’t gotta mean I’m giving you my life
Zimbabwe
Zimbabwe
Zimbabwe
Zimbabwe

[Monologue]
Then in the midst of all the pain
The confusion, the uncertainty
The struggle - she came
And it was like a, a bright light, that love
The sort that highlighted all:
Your imperfections, all your flaws
All the blemishes on your soul and
For the first time I embraced them because she did
And we found something
More special than I ever thought existed…
She was here...