Honey / Drowning - Native Son

Doing 20 in the sun

Dream-like

Had limbs all swingin' in the air

Told the trees i’m tryna fly my kite

Had the city leaving grass in my hair

Riding 'til I can’t feel my face

In the bike lane going nowhere

All my days don’t feel long as my nights;

I’d be lying if I said I don’t care

Brown skin like terra-cotta burning

Vauxhall on the cop car face

Even home don’t feel like home

Laying down feel like running in place

Can’t get away from all the money I owe

Took the world on a high speed chase

Put the bitter in the glass

Ice cold

Routine turning to a rat race

Yesterday I was talking to a ghost

That’s just something thats been hard to admit

I wish my cousin got to watch me fall in lov

Waiting for a call from him

Checking my wrist watch

Mother used to say I was th Sun

Umber flesh close around the wound

Sweet nothings never sat on my tongue

Ain’t you know that honey comes in all-

Hues

I feel like honey gold

Don’t forget to go…

I feel like honey gold

I feel like…

Good leg space

It feels roomy

In a good headspace when I read Rumi

Everybody tells me it’s coming real soon E-

Started with a wave, now it’s feeling monsoon-ey. (x2)

Mother used to say I was the Sun

Umber flesh close around the wound

Sweet nothings never sat on my tongue

Ain’t you know that honey comes in all-

Hues

Thick hair

Brown skin

Pink lungs

Close a coffin with the nails i’ve chewed

Rolling like a stone off a counter-top drug

Cuban link looking like a new noose…

Noose

Don’t you know that honey comes in I-

Rolling off a counter-top;

Drug…

Drowning

I feel like I’m

Drowning

Oh

Drowning,