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letra de warmth - malcom mufunde & yaaduniverse

intro:
tales from the block

verse 1:
he lay on his deathbed, hope slipping through his eyes
at a loss for words but feeling everything inside
his lungs collapsing, heart breaking, life escaping
flashbacks eating up his mind, soul shaking
wasn’t friends from the bawdyhouse standing by his side
wasn’t any peers that he drank down with every night
all them lost weekends ain’t amounted to nothing
but a nurse clinician helping his every function
could barely move, regret only moved him to tears
would his son ever forgive him? that was one of his fears
forget god, he’d loose ends to tie up on earth
how he missed his son’s life, graduation and birth
for a cigarette pack; so much for being a stereotype
jumped bones and jumped ship and moved on with his life
until death came knocking and apprised him of both
his baby mama and his son and how he needed their warmth

hook:
kwatonhora, chando chapinda
ndidziisewo kani, ndidziisewo kani
mhai
kwatonhora, chando chapinda
ndidziisewo kani, ndidziisewo kani
mhai
verse 2:
he lay on his couch about to pass from the od
nothing by his side except teaspoons and cold tea
life flashing before his eyes
the high cost him a lot; ultimately, his life
his heart rhythm accelerating, and his spirit fading
addiction is the devil and sometimes he misses heaven
that’s something rehab seemed to forget
he ran for the hills, phonebook, and dialed his connect
said, “take me to heaven” and bought as much as he could
he said, “this my last time; i’mma be clean, i’ll be good”
both came to pass; he went to heaven for good
but before his last breath, his mind elected to brood
over his life choices and what he’d made of himself
how a prescription was the only thing to write on his grave
though all he’d ever wanted was some healing and growth
we gave him a cold shoulder when all he needed was warmth

hook:
kwatonhora, chando chapinda
ndidziisewo kani, ndidziisewo kani
mhai
kwatonhora, chando chapinda
ndidziisewo kani, ndidziisewo kani
mhai
verse 3:
i lay in your arms, my head resting on your bosom
talked a blue streak about making it from the bottom
and laughed out of court the idea our love would fail
thought all it took was roses and kisses and we’d prevail
woe betide you! hoping your new man is a phony
pining for karma to cross your path for all the double-crossing
as i cry my eyes out, tears filling up my wineglass
drink away your memory, wiping out all of the times past
rest in peace to all them plans we had made
best laid plans won’t stand a chance against fate
heart snapped in half in the snap of your finger
carried a torch for us, you only made the light dimmer
i broke open my closet, i broke cover for you
let go my emotions, i poured love out for you
till death do us part, thought you believed in the oath
how could you be cold-hearted? i just needed your warmth

hook:
kwatonhora, chando chapinda
ndidziisewo kani, ndidziisewo kani
mhai
kwatonhora, chando chapinda
ndidziisewo kani, ndidziisewo kani
mhai
poem:
the last time my heart broke, i hatched a new plan to build a new latch for the door
so that the stampeding demons of the past
would not scatter the shards that keep getting sharper and smaller with each entry
i used to be able to cup the wreckage in one palm
back then one knew that tape or gum would suffice, so we kept change for lost off-chances, over-the-counter jinx fixes for the chipped t–th of a heart that bit more chunk than it could chew
over the years, as reruns with no prenups took more blood from each bleed
what little mess one could mop up with the edge of a t-shirt soon became hurts too brittle for spittle to bring its lips back into harmony
like envelopes that now know sticking to hope is itself vanity
now we use high-powered tools for this fool’s land
where hearts mend through shock therapy
of refusing love’s invitation altogether
the last time my heart broke, by zomkhonto gabadela

- malcom mufunde yaaduniverse

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