"Here she goes... trundling across the country, making her way somewhere, not quite sure where it's leading her. But she goes to the Mississippi, and not far out of Memphis is where there's a national monument, there's this acknowledgement of where a lot of the Cherokees died, didn't make it to Indian territority on the Trail of Tears, where a lot of them perished. And in Your Cloud, so much of it is about segregation,…
Where the river cross, crosses the lake
Where the words jump off my pen and into your pages
Do you think just like that you can divide this?
You as yours, me as mine, to before we were us