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Like a madman I still run
From the warlord and her gun
But I can't hold or shun such feelings
Like I'm Aphrodite's son
I'm so weak and I know that
But I'm in deep if I go back
She sat and stared about things at me
While I lay weeping on the mat
She said she wanted off the tracks
But how the hell would I know that
She had her paints and poems packed
I knew she'd turn my mornings black
And Kafirah sends the doves
They scream cross-eyed from above
I give her just the slightest shove
But she says, "Sorry, I'm in love"
And you can draw blood from a wall
But you can't fool yourself to thinking
That there's sorrow in her at all
And if the world is just a stage
Then show me to the part I play
And have some mercy on the way
My eyes are twisted in their vision
And all I ever see is grey
Hear the night and daytime play
I was knee-deep in the rainfall
But I stayed there anyway
And Kafirah's hands are torn
Between the petals and the thorns
On the rose I left alone
And the redness in what's gone
Oh, sing me another song
She told me that it all goes on
That I was wrong and I felt wrong
And it was just another day
To see the night and daytime play
I was knee-deep in disaster
But I stayed there anyway
On the doorstep I still stand
While she cups raindrops in her hands
And it's all more than I can stand
I was dreaming of disaster
And she lost my elegance
In the blueness of the bland expanse
Along with my advances
That I barely understand
In this room the curtains draw
To hide the blood behind the door
And I can't see her anymore
She said she'd seen it all before
And Kafirah sends the doves
They scream cross-eyed from above
I cried, "Enough is enough"
But she said, "Sorry, I'm in love"
Written by: L.A. Salami
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