“My Mutha”
If you’re on your own path trucking,
Got nothing to sell.
Fists are up, bloody pulp-made prison,
New vision of hell.
And so the talk, that you spoke so softly,
Repeats, on & on & on & on.
Lovely care, but beware of the future,
It haunts me still.
When the moon breaks, I will walk,
In the steps, my mother taught.
When the light fades, I can’t wait.
To escape, to the promised land.
Sneaking wolf found a loaded weapon.
Was it worth this to stay?
I know that I’m finding my vision,
Screaming out, “sloppy seconds what they say”.
My mother, she was good to me,
This is why I’m this way.
I am good, at reality, checking it,
Stick it like a knife there, deep in your head – deep in your head.
When the moon breaks, I will walk,
In the steps, my mother taught.
When the light fades, I can’t wait.
To escape, to the promised land.
Til you first, came along, i work at this
You gone, work yourself to the bone.
Cause you know, you don’t know, what you want,
You’ve come, to step on my bridge
And the walk, that you talk, soft header,
You get the breaks
This is a new, future, present tense,
Nothing’s better, that’s what they say…
When the moon breaks, I will walk,
In the steps, my mother taught.
When the light fades, I can’t wait.
To escape, to the promised land.
Written by Daniel Victor (2005)
Recorded by Ductape Halo on “Fond of Night”