I smell topsoil and roses, grass and seeds
A strange ability, because I lack the lungs to breathe
My eyes adjusted to the darkness, but still I can’t see shit
Strange anomaly because I lack the eyes to see with
But do I have a mind to dream when I lack a brain to reason
I’m back in the womb of mother earth and getting deepened
72 inches plus a rapid loss of body mass
My placenta’s a casket but will it last?
When I hear the pressure from the ground above knocking on it’s surface
Gravity pulling me deep into mother earth it’s
My birth in reverse it, feels like finally...
My life on the surface, had purpose
First my mother pushed me out, now I’m being pushed back
Back into darkness, back into black
Back in the days I lived my life knowing I would see this
I had my meeting with death, her kiss was the sweetest
She’s even with me right now protecting me and keeping
She told me everyone I knew that died I would meet them
And that they never really died and it’s possible to see them
If I open the eye that the darkness helps me see in
I use that same eye to tell you now what I’m seeing
The black eye the eye doesn’t need light see with
The black eye the eye that stays inside the human being
The eye that drives you, the eye that survives you
The eye that, when you’re drained of life it revives you
The eye that, sees your lack and when it can supplies you...
Dead but alive, I know it may surprise you
We’re only separated by a veil I am by you
We’re only separated by a veil I am by you
We can see each other if we try to
We can see each other if we try to, but I need your hand to reach...
I need my name to be written I need you speak
I need, the lights off... at brightest keep the light soft
Using candles for your light source
I can see you looking for me, walking through me...
I can’t obstruct your path there’s no more density to me
When you’re looking at my photos, I’m looking back at you
Even though you think the eyes are looking right past you
I made, the candle flicker getting your attention
Fire doesn’t burn me through this other dimension...

I kiss my son every night that he goes to sleep
You water my grave when your tears weep
So I smell flowers every spring while I sleep...
A strange ability, because I Iack the brain to think
And the more I lose my physical the more I spread
Into other forms of life, I am never dead
I am back in into mother earth, the black of mother earth
Blacker than the blackest black black like a curse
The type of black that, you can never see but only see with
The black eye, the eye that can defy a man’s reason
The black eye, the eye that makes the earth change seasons
The black eye, the only eye that you can use to see us