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Midnight Visions

from No Rush by Beatspoke

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Midnight visions

I wake up late at night in cold sweats
Dizzy from the weight of the world spinning

Visions of Gandhi whispering
Patience in non-violent protest
In my head keeps echoing

Martin Luther King shakes his fist at me
Screaming equality and liberty
And Here´s me just tryin to breathe

Kahlil Gilbran´s prophet comes brooding through my room
muttering this tune over and over again:
¨how long have we been dead
and still, like nothing´s been said¨

Simone de Beauvoir flickers by my window
sitting and gazing at the view
flipping through the daily tribune
nodding in silence at headlines
cause all that bad press gets depressing
she´s guessing we didn´t get it


Nina Simone shape shifts and breaks out of my birdcage
Spitting feathers and begins to dance
a Liberian princess prance
Wailing ¨your name is peaches
And you are the new strange fruit
Dangling from the dead trees of democracy¨
As she bangs out an imaginary dusty melody
On my armoire

Sacajawea grabs at my arm from under my bed
Hagan`iyunde
Where are my people
Why did I listen to your lies
Where are my people
drunk and improvrished on infertile lands
where my granddaughters have been sterilized

My head is spinning feeling a bit dizzy
I try to loose from the covers break free from the guilt

As Shakespeare knelt himself before me
Melodramatically with skull in hand
¨To be or not to be is no longer the question my lamb¨.


Suddenly there´s loud banging
Followed by a hush as the invaders clamour fades
Adolf and his entourage march in and parade
He comes closer and slaps me on my brain
Like an old school-school teacher
Scolding: ¨what luck for rulers, men do not think.¨

Suddenly everyone between themselves starts bickering
Like I´m the power behind the ring that´s got em sinking

And I crawl on the floor looking for shelter
From the dead
Can´t escape the hurt in my head
all I want get is a good night rest
and rat waste my way to a full table of bread

Yet all these voices and shadows
Rolling in their graves staving of my state of REM
its getting louder and louder
and I´m caving and crumbling
their eyes are bubbling
as their rage turns to me
like clockwork it chimes
One, two, three
and suddenly
somehow gushing up through my chest
Comes a voice deep inside of me
Like Backwards hot tea:

And I begin to sing:

WE ARE BUT MAD NORTH WEST
BUT WHEN THE WIND IS SOUTHERLY
WE KNOW A HAWK FROM A HAND SAW SEE

SO WE´LL
GET UP STAND UP
WON´T GIVE UP THE FIGHT
GET UP STAND UP
FIGHTING FOR OUR RIGHTS

I know we´ve got a long way to go
So please go on home
I´ll get your message sent
And promise not to make it
Chain mail this time round
No, I´ll think of something a bit more sound
So if you´ll excuse me I´ll be off to bed

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from No Rush, released April 1, 2010

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Beatspoke Madrid, Spain

Progressive, aggressive, and with a strong message, fearlessly melding genres with unparalleled success, they are ones to watch.

Their album debut "No Rush" shook the New-Beats / Soul community with its original voice, no-compromise attitude, and skill with which they struck the perfect balance between edgy, contemporary sound design and nostalgic, elegant classic Soul aesthetics.
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