Intro:. Comeen like some Benz some Lexus and some bimmer. and the jeep weh dem call Omega. The gal sey them need a good plumber. Lord have mercy,. and dem should know, well.
Sirens are wailing, systems are failing. Another line has been overrun. Bombers in the air, raining hatred and despair. So many that they cover the sun.
We boarded the plane for another show. Our new adventure had begun. We took the plane to Helsinki. Lookout Finlandia, here we come. Another flight, a new destination.
Jack ass, unno nuh tired fi pressure poor people. Well, Babatunde have a message fi you. You si, alright. . Never let your problems get you down. Gotta stay focused and hold your ground.
I'm lookin' back, back in time. To a place where the heavens shined. It was the land of my fathers, the land of my kin. This is the place that it all begins.
Man of the past, a veteran survivor. Now old and feeling out of place. His hands are frail, his body scarred. Wrinkles cover his face. He gave his body, he gave his soul.
On a warm and sunny day in Wunsiedel. I've come to give my respects to you. Sleep forever in peace my friend. You're an inspiration in everything I do.
Divisions stand at the border prepared for the Eastern trek. Operation Barbarossa is launched into full effect. The border is crossed, the assault begins, massed in furious waves.
Whisper again and I'm on my way. It's been a long time it seems. Don't tell your friends till you see I've changed. I've still kept all of our dreams.
Planting seeds. Yes I believe. The earth is sweet. The planets wink. It's shimmering. Colouring dreams. Heed the message. In the wind. Spirit of Love.
Keep her. She's better than silver. She's finer than gold. Sister. Sweet honeycomb. Marrow to my bones. She will not stumble. She will not fall. She is not foolish.
A stranger came knockin' on my door. A hairshirt and an old brown coat. I asked him where was his legion. He shivered like a wayward pigeon. News of the world and the open road.
I've got no roots baby. There's wind in my blood. Ain't nothing new. Like after the flood. The clouds I'm reading. My spirit is working. Long way go go baby.
Born into a raging snowstorm. Sweeping movement in the sky. When you were young they called you Millie. With your dreamy smoky purple eyes. Woo you sang to sleep your favourite monkey.
It was on a chilly evening. A man and his shadow did wake. On hollow lane after sundown. In a chair by the fireplace. Across the road lived a woman. Mysterious and beautiful.
It's raining again the cats are sad. Your presence looms in an empty room. Now you fly may you find your dream. Brother to the Sea. It is what it is. You are who you are.
Oh woodsman oh woodsman can you spare that tree. Thunderbolt flashin' through the trees. Spirit on the lotus by the green oak door of Hercules. Roebuck in the thicket where the branches braided.
Dreamer rise above the tomb. Goodbye lonesome haunted room. Eyes of laughter dawns revenge. Spreads his vision out like an open hand. A smile can open those sleeping eyes.
We stonden 's avonds laat op straat. Ik zag de sterren en de maan. Jij vroeg waarom de wereld draait. Ik zei: 'We komen en we gaan'. Jij hield je vast aan zekerheid.