Somewhere old memories Echoed from the street in a Crying hole Just a song from long ago When I lost my easy gods to the harlem insect laws I heard your baited moans and the passing cars and the swirling Songs and the black man's bones Through the walls and the stalls and the cackling calls You were there You were an island behind the sun Yes an island Where my love could live and life breathes From deep inside Deep deep deep deep inside Mama lie, I love you like a jungle fire
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