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Quarrel


Lyrics

"Deep Cry"

The day is full…
The day is full…
Now!

The day is full…
The day is full…
Now!

See these drudges
in these verbs
graceful nouns
they never try to
reach out to you now.
{Repeat}

Aaah {Repeat 3x}

"DANGEROUS!"

Well, shit!
Heard
I
dangerous… Feeling so so
Dangerous!

Dressing
Myself!
Putting on my
Dark side… Since
I
Dangerous.

Have “de” right
sound pounding
pumping through
My heart of
Danger
My heart of
Dangerous Light!

Feeling so so
Risky!

"You’re Gonna Need This"

Nowhere else to go…
Nowhere else to be…
You have nowhere to go…
Can’t even be free…

(Ooou) {Repeat}
Just walking down the street
they can do anything
say anything to me.
(Ooou)

Vas a necesitar esto!

"Heart of Dangerous Light"

Somewhere, on a virtual journal
I spoke of the one person – My person from the start
it was she and I, as in the one
capable of such powers:
Can take me out this total absence of light
The one possessing such
God like powers as to create light
And with a flicker, take light
making midnight.

My person
The decider
The provider
Whom carried a passenger
a dangerous fetus <a light>
all the way across to become
The/A fully developed danger with
dangerous pronouns:

THEY
THEM
THEIRS
A daring for so many
while
THEY
THEM
THEIRS
has a place in
The Oxford English Dictionary!

Standing before you
By your side – shoulder to shoulder
Breathing a dangerous light
Heart of dangerous light!

Person <my person> isn’t present
to participate in my dangerous vulnerabilities. To engage in them
enough to see them as entitlement
the entitlement which person, the decider
the provider of my dangerous light
handed over, so she still lives on…
To watch my diverse form of vulnerability to experience/embrace my diversity
of survival. As the science and evidence based virtualization, tangibilities
Of a black
transgender
immigrant
In America.

"Quarrel"

Woke like a nightingale
song in my breast
abeating from my heart.
Do you hear the trilling away?
Can you hear the quarreling?
These tormented days
these painful days

Chorus:
Ooouus (2x)

Awoke early with sirens
burning in my throat
abeating from my heart.
Do you hear the trilling away?
Can you hear the quarreling?
These tormented days
these painful days

Chorus: (2x)
I don’t wanna live
this way no more
I don’t wanna be this way anymore.
Ooouus

Quarrel couldn’t even end with one
evening’s trilling, one night’s gurgling
whistling away these painful mornings.