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(Mos Def speaking)
I'm not gon a song or nothing.

Um, what that they call it post traumatic stress syndrome? That thing that
uh, soldiers will get. I think a lot of people get that. It's like you
experience somethin and uh, it you for a long time afterwards. I guess
everything works way. Certain things have more impact than others.
Sometimes it visits you in your dreams or you're quiet or just at peace or
trying to be at peace. A lot of get it. A lot of common people get
it. A lot of the time common people are soldiers, that's just the way it
out.

This is a dream

The other night I was tumbling an uneasy sleep
I had discovered myself
Atop the sweet firmament of my dreams.
Daybreak and discovered me
my fantasies pasted to my face.

I look at you right now.
"Show me eyes," she says.
"Later," he says. "Now, now." "NO!"

Shame is a you know.
Yeah, well discretion is a
starin and lookin too closely.
There's so much about me I hide
That careful eyes recognize.
If you closely you'll notice
That the pattern on soft cloth shirt
Is of workin men's sweat
And prayin tears.
If you look closer you'll
this pattern resembles
Tenement row houses, project rises,
block tiers,
Discontinued stretches of elevated tracks,
ship gullies, acres of tombstones.
If you closer, you'll notice
That this fabric has carefully blended
With an advanced new age (oh man, that's nice)
To the fabric lightweight
Weatherproof, and durable.
All this to some sort of posture and dignity
To a broken that is a host for scars.
I am the new landmark. I am the of injury.
visit me and admire me quietly,
Whispering amongst themselves. no soldier.
Your soft bright eyes never to
the battlefield,
Much less its collected of which, I am one.
So, my flesh bullet-ridden hidden
Underneath these fabrics
Which I carefully
That in for how I used to feel,
For how I feeling,
For how I about feeling,
For how I about you.
And now curious fingers want to search
Beyond tender armor.
I cant at you right now

(This is my there are many like it but this one is mine) 2x

Your are too careful,
Collecting it all arranging it
Surgically, robotically, exactly.
I can't at you right now
But doesn't matter because
You can look at me and the that
I don't your gaze,
The harder your gaze
Starts to run my back
Like a policeman's hands:
Brisk, intent, for discovery.
If is a fortress
Then you're threatening to it
By standing at the gates
And to leave.
I can't at you right now,
But you can at me. Do you see me?