Stubborn

I'm lost, I'm lost, isolated,

I'm drifting, I'm sifting through the sand

of my motherland now I pay the cost

Exposed to the rays of the heat

that are burning down my back

I'm crawling, then falling on my knees

but no-one hears my pleas.

I lie with the demons coming outta the sandstone,

vultures strip my bones and now I'm conscious

but yet I'm all alone

and all the shit I've been fearing is now appearing

Yes the air is screaming

but I'm not dreaming, no.

Not dreaming now. No dreaming now.

And after torniquet tightens on vein

then I begin again.

Retinas burn from the glare on the wing of a plane

Now without thinking I respond,

first comes to seal the bond

with myself and then further beyond.

The air, dry, breeds clear thoughts, a level head.

I'll be no use to my loved ones when I'm dead

so I pass the time learning, planning, assimilating

till I excel and I can tell

that these mountains are not a cage but a gauge

of all the unseen majesty

they will always be part of me.

And though I trusted and was lied to by my own

I bear no grudge and I carry no millstone.

No, I carry nothing.

Fucked over in a small pressurized cabin,

a wound is a safe place to crawl.

A warm place, would I throw it all away?

End it all? The pain is so reliable.

What do I remember? Old words.

I learn new words, absorb, explore.

Fall down in the dust

and smell the rain, metallic.

When I fall I will stand up again,

stubborn boy,

disease passes through me like spirits.

When I break I will heal

and when I fall I will stand up again.