Ood - Track the Wrack, Pt. 2

Dear collector
How much more space do you need
To find another being being able to see
Without seeing
Being able to breathe
Without breathing
Being able to believe without believing
Dear Inspector
How much more evidence do you want
To call back the troops from all open front-lines
To the speed of light
To the speed of air
Air
To the speed of you
To the greed of care
To the boom of booms
To the doom of dooms
To the hands of hands
To the page of page
To the movie of the movies
The groove of grooves
To the rhythm of the rhythms
And to the first thing to the first glimpse
And to the perspective is the same
The forces are protecting and rejecting everything
That you don't know
No need to discuss this with an open source
When everyone is crying I'm the one to laugh
It's tickling and tempting that cooking that mag
Leave it up to the leaders 'cause this job is wrack
The people take a future that you switch on and off
The future takes people to a presence of stops
At no point at no time at no risk at no sign
No sounds and no choice at no costs and no line
No line no line no line
Turn over turn down to burn all bridges in front of you
Without
Lighting up a single flame
No need to discuss this with an open source
When everyone is crying I'm the one to laugh
It's tickling and tempting that cooking that mag
Leave it up to the leaders 'cause this job is wrack
The people take a future that you switch on and off
The future takes people to a presence of stops
At no point at no time at no risk at no sign
No sounds and no choice at no costs and no line
No line no line no line

Written by:
Oliver Ohene-Dokyi

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