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When We Sink Into Our Skins

from Thickly Mulched Fields of Peripheral Visions by Simric Yarrow

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with gratitude to all my ancestors

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There was a girl who craved a hug and found a fist
There was a man who gave up gold for knots on ships
There was a baby crying while his mother passed away
There was a hunger filled with songs of a desert guitar

When we sink into our skins we find the ancestors there
When we turn and face the candle’s softening wax
When we ride the wild sea-horses of the past
Mermaid’s purses filled with memory grains so fast

There was a lady who loved dancing as a girl
There was a woman who told children life was more than factory smoke
There was a soldier who wrote poems to the wind before the fire
There was a man who used to smell the flowers in the field

When we melt into our dreams we find our stories there
When we turn and face the spirits in the wind
When we fly so far and true to albatross-webbed skies
Feathered dresses drifting down on eddies of disguise

Let us thank them for they tried
Let us find the flow inside
Let us rest their weary souls in peace
And feel their tears of joy upon our face
At witnessing our smiles of release

In my legs there is a marcher against fear
In my lips there rolls a sweet sweet mango rich in juice
In my lungs there rings a simple sermon clear
In my eyes there is a worshipped god shaking loose

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from Thickly Mulched Fields of Peripheral Visions, released December 11, 2019
Words, vocals, keyboards & trombone - Simric Yarrow
Percussion - Ronan Skillen
Music composition - Simric Yarrow
Production - Ronan Skillen @ Didgi-Taal Studios

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Simric Yarrow Cape Town, South Africa

Simric beats out his words with a magician's eye and a musician's ear, performs poetry with a wide-awake humour that thought- and-feel provokes, scintillates, and makes love to the future in a positive joyful celebration of the now... all from beneath Table Mountain in Cape Town, the planet's heart chakra in the heart-shaped country of the rainbow nation, take off to new dimensions in his company! ... more

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