I have a brother
Gone away with the winds -
Jos, where he tickled the skies
And dwelled between warm jaws.
Gone away with the winds -
Jos, where he tickled the skies
And dwelled between warm jaws.
We - the house and I will loathe
And curse his luck, his fate
For with lofty dreams they yoked him
And ushered him like a sheep.
And curse his luck, his fate
For with lofty dreams they yoked him
And ushered him like a sheep.
Don't they slay on mountains high,
Sheep for wanton sacrifice, worship?
His blood mingled with a multitude
Dreams, nightmares, fantasies.
As they merried between boulders.
Sheep for wanton sacrifice, worship?
His blood mingled with a multitude
Dreams, nightmares, fantasies.
As they merried between boulders.
Sadly, when his blood let go,
His identity went with it in the wind;
Didn't you see the whirlwind above the hills?
Stirred by the wrench from beneath?
His identity went with it in the wind;
Didn't you see the whirlwind above the hills?
Stirred by the wrench from beneath?
A thousand rains are now lined,
Father sky will blot the trace
Then his blood will cry
From beneath the soil where his dream went.
Father sky will blot the trace
Then his blood will cry
From beneath the soil where his dream went.
