swaying to the wind
but you can’t touch the sky
woah woah woah
woah woah woah
naked as the day
your born-to spat you out
woah woah woah
woah woah woah
silly me silly me how can i not understand
born for this
you were born
this
silly is the mind
saying i can touch the sky
but i am born for this
born for this
surely your
your waters surely
surely your
waters run dry
you say you born for this
you were born fr this
i have to unlearn your intrigue
the allure
that makes them want to hurt you
to hurt me maybe then we’ll be free
we’ll be free
the shackles will fall away
the cages will open by our hand
the children will come out and play
under the african sky
the pain will go away
the sun will sun again
the rain will come falling down
and the earth will be rich
and the earth will give u planty
we’ll have enough
woah woah woah
until thn
sarah selah
it may seem
you no touch the sky you know
it may seem
it may seem
you no bathe in the sea of knowledge
it may seem
you’re stripped of thr vision of the sun
it my seem
you’re stripped of thr vision of the sun