Somewhere old memories
   Echoed from the street in a
   Crying hole
   Just a song from long ago
   When I lost my easy gods to the Harlem insect laws
   I heard your baited moans and the passing cars and the swirling
   songs and the black man's bones
   Through the walls and the stalls and the cackling calls
   You were there
   You were an island behind the sun
   Yes an island
   Where my love could live and life breathes
   From deep inside
   Deep deep deep deep inside
   Mama Lie, I love you like a jungle fire