Vessel Of The Spoken Word
In a trance I heard
The words of my beloved mother
''Sinomhlobo, he's dead''
I held them long enough
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Hands that will never meet
Lips that will never hold the moment
My mind cant reason
Yet my heart bears the torment
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Ndinesigulo. Hayi ayisose ngqondo
Kodwa into nantsi ihlaba entliziyweni.
Ithi mandiye kwantliziyo ndise, nyawo ndikhaphe.
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The energy I do not have to fight this
Its like a black hole reeking my sense of pride
Its feels like with it I'll never have peace
For the past few days its been taking me for a ride
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