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I was born botanicalthe soul of an animaldeep beneath the layers, I sink my rootsno need for mechanicalI come strictly organicalwhen I need to feast, I look to the Eastthat's why I'm never scared of the beasteven though they try to prey upon meI'm protected by the one always greater than meso now I reveal to theebecause you wanna seethe contour of my mysterythe strength of my archesthe colour of my conscienceand the way that I process my dictionsome fact some diction some mysterysome future fantasyI'm the trunk that holds the branchesthe leaves who do the dancesmy flowers romanticmy love giganticfrom Africa, transplanted translanticin the heat of the sunI bring shade for everyonelike the beat on the oneI'm the skin on the drumSongtexte(chorus)I keep on living with the fullness of the onelike the heat of the sun or the skin on the drumI'm fully marinated and now I'm ready for the fireso you can fire onefire onefire twoSee I've been fully marinatedand now I'm ready for the firesee I'm beginning to perspirefrom deep within to the skinyo, the feminine and the masculinethe pieces of the puzzlesee my reflections in the puddleafter the storm the purple of the skybrings to mind another timewhen we resided below the water linelife was fine there human divinebut in the years followingevil men came swallowingeverything in sightsome learned to run, some stayed to fightI kneeled at the tomb of the soldiersaid I would love to behold herthe magic in store thereshe touched me on the shouldershe said, "in time all is revealed, box of light be unsealednow listen to me son, be like the skin on the drum"(chorus)And as the pepper gas clearsand police and protesters go homejust as the morning dew are tear drops of the nightmy emotions are always there for youand will never leave you drybless Aus Songtexte Mania