Africa

There's a story from a time long ago
Told to children sitting down in a row
And each generation adds something new
So old men are listening too

Then the Elders take the words of the youth
And identify the essence of truth
Adding all they know to stengthen and build
The lessons each story can yield

Take from Africa
Raised in America
Fist in the sky
Stolen from Africa
The children that money could buy

In another world
The stories will die
And the bands that join the families untie
Leaving chidren that one lost and alone
And stories that perish unknown

Take from Africa
Raised in America
Fist in the sky
Stolen from Africa
The children that money could buy

Repeat the last verse and fade.