#Americans #Blacks
I take my dreams and make of them… and a round fountain with a beauti… And a song with a broken heart and… Do you understand my dreams? Sometimes you say you do,
2 and 2 are 4. 4 and 4 are 8. But what would happen If the last 4 was late? And how would it be
He glides so swiftly Back into the grass— Gives me the courtesy of road To let me pass, That I am half ashamed
It would be nice In any case, To someday meet you Face to face Walking down
The rent man knocked. He said, Howdy—do? I said, What Can I do for you? He said, You know
Big Boy came Carrying a mermaid On his shoulders And the mermaid Had her tail
We passed their graves: The dead men there, Winners or losers, Did not care. In the dark
I went down to the river, I set down on the bank. I tried to think but couldn’t, So I jumped in and sank. I came up once and hollered!
I sat there singing her Songs in the dark. She said; 'I do not understand The words’.
When I was home de Sunshine seemed like gold. When I was home de Sunshine seemed like gold. Since I come up North de
When you turn the corner And you run into yourself Then you know that you have turned All the corners that are left
Love Is a ripe plum Growing on a purple tree. Taste it once And the spell of its enchantment
The night is beautiful, So the faces of my people. The stars are beautiful, So the eyes of my people. Beautiful, also, is the sun.
Good morning, daddy! Ain’t you heard The boogie—woogie rumble Of a dream deferred? Listen closely:
Gather quickly Out of darkness All the songs you know And throw them at the sun Before they melt
