But soft my sweet
what tangible bliss do we devour...
I was born a "love child "
at least that's what I came to know...
Many years I was conceived
born of a beautiful Kenyan/Ethiopian heritage...
The show is just beginning,
And I hope our music will set you free...
Gathering kindling
for a big blazing bonfire...
Clouds release crisp snow
across the sleepy village...
On a crisp sunny morn',
I lay my new born...
Thanksgiving is here
blessings are on the table...
I've placed food upon plates
over a tasteful conversation...
Who...?
Who...
From the time I held you
for the first ever...
It has been one love's arduous journey
to say goodbye to black magic spells...