Long for the sailor, beneath the skies
Long for the white dove, no matter where she flies
Long for the stranger you know so well.
Pray for the soldier, who’s wounded bad
Pray for the dreamer, he’s still so sad
Pray for the stranger you know so well.
Cause I’m coming home.
Now the time has come
For me to come back home.
Long for the eagle, on wings so strong
Long for the hunter, he won’t be long
Long for the stranger you know so well.
(j.p. maunick/r. bull)
All things have meanin’
If we take the time, then we will see
Smoke means there’s a fire
So we live and learn to understand
Recognising the danger
(and) throwin’ out a lifeline if we’re able
Gather inspiration
Together in a harvest of the free
Chorus:
Get up, ‘cos the time has come
You’d better believe, that it will be done
You can’t make pretend it’s and illusion
Get up, ‘cos the time has come
You better believe, that it will be done
The reason bein’ life is not a dream
We’re all witness
To the politics, of life and survival
New day is commin’
Every woman, every man will be as one
Can’t stop tryin’ like a mother
To give her child a better life if she’s able
Keep on fightin’
Believin’ every word to be a song of freedom
Chorus
