KhaRabia Rayford  
  Drums/Drums/Drums 
 
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Wouldn't It Be a Shame

 
We send our breath to speak in tongues that are not ours
Let's speak in drums
Breath a sacrifice to speak another's power
Let's speak in drums
Modern words express beliefs ancestors shun
Let's speak in drums
Only we were forced to make our language dumb
Let's speak in drums

Let's speak in drums
Save our sighs for love and whispers

Let's speak in drums

Use our dreams to shout and whimper
Let's speak in drums

Let's speak in drums

In djimbe drums
In tom tom drums
In conga drums
In bass drums
In snare drums
In wooden drums

Bata drums
And steel drums
Timbale drums
And surdoh drums
Trap drums
And qweeka drums

Ndono drums
And bongo drums
Ngoma drums
And tabla drums
Timpani drums
Flatjack drums

Bongou drums
And farzi drums
kabuki drums
And talking drums
Atumpan and
dundo drums

Iya ilu
Mother of drums
Father of drums
And baby of drums

Our hands are drums
Our feet are drums
Our chests and breasts and teeth are drums

Our thighs are drums
Our cheeks are drums
Our swinging, swaying hips are drums

Our heels are drums
Our fingers drums
Our shoulders move to beat of drums
Our backsides catch the heat of drums

Our lips create the taste of drums

The drums remain
In native tongue
Let's save our breath and speak in drums

Let's speak in drums
Universal drums
Native and creative drums

Let's save our breath
For nature's hum
Become the pulse
And speak in drums

We move the air
Through beat and thrum
Save life and breath

And speak in drums

Beat tribute to spirit, world, and sun

The people speak and teach in drums
The people speak and teach in drums
The people speak and teach in drums

Let's save our breath for nature's hummmmmmm
Sacred as breath aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Let's speak
in
drums!

 
 
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