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IN MY AFRICAN DREAM

 

Something broke the place where the rain is born

something stole the promise from the light

of dawn people, people everywhere struggling to get their share

honest cruelty in the eyes of the innocent

squeezing one more harvest from this tired earth

they call to you but the wind just blows away their words

didn’t believe in miracles, didn’t believe you’d come

didn’t see any reason to carry on

 

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But in my African Dream you touched my face

raised up my children and gave them grace

in my African Dream you wiped away my tears

and whispered the promise of a thousand years

 

Children with eyes like souls ready to fly

looking at me - for some kind of sacred sign

who will teach the young, the names of the ancient ones

who will tell them from whence they come

I have no answer, don’t even have a prayer

All I can do is close my eyes and hope that you will be there

 

CHORUS:

In my African Dream you blessed the rain

let me stand proud, eased my pain,

you raised me up

gave me love, filled my cup.

 

Old man sits in the shade of the thorn tree

he says “these thorns are all that are true

life is suffering, suffering is life

be happy with the small things that come to you

They will come to you, come to you.”

 

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