There’s this thing that takes time to turn
The background radiation is radioactive in the air.
This thing is an entity in the soul dirt
The world is natural unstable without it.
This thing is an end point reached by death
This thing is abundantly alive; why die to first taste it?…
This thing can hardly be redressed without a fight
Take time to swim you will understand this thing I sing.
This thing can match makeup and attires
This thing can unite hairstyles and colors.
This thing puts an end
To the tricky tribal trials they called taboos.
Take a time to swim then you will concur
That this thing is freedom, harmony and peace.