Taste and See Lyrics

Voiceless in a sounding world

Faceless in this land of pearls

Still, could almost touch the sky with onyx hands

 

God given strength to give away

Heavy burdens and a price to pay

No control over visions or dreams

 

What’s it like to taste and see “Free”?

Leaving consequences

In timeless places        

 

Only able to truly breathe

In fleeting moments that speak

To the height of human worth

Still, I yearned for those

 

Feelings that come on so strong

Wanted to act whether right or wrong

In between passed me by long

Cages of negative thought made me wonder

What’s it like to be free

Leaving consequences in timeless places

 

What’s it like to taste and see “Free”?

Leaving consequences

In timeless places

 

You are free to dream

You are free to speak

You are free to live and

You are free to dance

You are free to smile

You are free to kiss

You are free to laugh and

You are free to question, why so many times in my life I never felt free to be….

 

You are free to cry

You are free to act

You are free to disagree

You are free to fight

You are free to kick and scream

You are free to change your dream

You are free to taste and see

You are free to leave consequences

In timeless places

Endless spaces

No more related

No more traces

Taste and see what’s it’s like, what it’s like to be

Free – eee – eeee —eee….

 

Oo-oh, oh, oh taste and see what it’s like to ….

 

Don’t let your dream escape

To a harsh and bitter place

Fill up your spirit space

And speak

through qualities we don’t always see

Gone give that sound away

Set your fading light to flame

Your heart’s too big to throw away

create a home

made of gold

So your soul

Can go

Taste and see

And leave consequences

In timeless places

And endless spaces

No more created

No more traces

Taste and See

What it’s like to taste and free

Free

Do it for me…and posterity

Taste and See Free

 

 

Commentary

 

This was the first song that came to me when writing the project.  I had a vision of my grandmother on her deathbed, pleading with me to take advantage of the freedoms I have in this space, since she did not.  What ancestor of the slave trade would want anything different? 

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~ by innarae on April 6, 2009.

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