Tribal is. (the subliminal message)

Tribal is.

Tribal is to house, what grunge is to rock;
The platform for a natural anger,
the window for emotional ventilation
Tribal is to house, what trap is to hiphop;
Select sounds travelling at the speed of light,
a rushed sense of nostalgia.
Tribal is to house, what...
what is tribal?

Tribal is to me, what silence is to a loner;
it is what he don't hear that spares him panic,
he might have learnt to find comfort in noise
Tribal is to me, what food is to a Lazarus;
he affords it, not by monetary exchange
no image of him in the cook's mind, but it finds way to him
Tribal is to me, what...
what is tribal?

Tribal is to me, the Word to the believer;
He may sometimes question,
the abyss replys not, not because of inability.
Tribal is to me, what rhythm is to a musician;
His job has no meaning without it
it is the foundation of his fate
Tribal is to me, what...

What is tribal?
It is therapy to the psychotic I am
It is tears, screams from the hurtful I am
It is water to the unwilling coal in His fireplace.
Tribal is air to a drowning me
Armour to the unskilled soldier I am.
You still hear not the cry I write to you,
but through tribal...
I seek no more, your shoulder.