I wanna take a trip to the states
Because when the air escapes
From my chest
It is the place that knows me best
And I found myself in New York City
In Brooklyn and no one was with me 
Until you broke into my dream 
And told me that the queen 
Wanted her king back
And it is a massive attack 
To know that the strikes will hit
Every girl you call a bitch
As she rises to claim her power
And I watched the demon shower
All the shards on me 
Til a little girl set me free
I ran out of my building half afraid
Because the sun was in the shade
And she took my hand 
Asked me to help her cross the sand
To the other side because the cars
Were passing by like shooting stars
And I could only think “you must be an angel”
So I stood and paused until the ladle 
Was full with soup to drink
And I took a second to just think
And looked left and right
Til the coast was clear and white
As a ghost I led you across the trail
It was Flatbush and it didn’t fail 
To live up to it’s reputation 
But as I watch you catch a dream with elation
And skip away into the neighbourhood
I thought God the Great must be good
To send a little precious child 
To save me from my thoughts so wild
That had convinced me I was masked 
By an evil that was dark 
Because I reached out my hand to touch
And it, damn well, exploded the plug
It blew out with a bang 
And I was scared because my phone rang
At the exact moment the die was cast
And I reached back into the past 
To pluck an apple from a tree
And now he is one with me 
In the land of duality 
To break like waves on the shore
And I can’t take it anymore
I gotta get outta here
But it becomes crystal clear
That kundalini is electric 
And when life gets hectic 
It slows you to a glacial pace
And you drop out of the human race
Into something deeper and dynamite
I don’t think I’m keeping this thing quiet