As Yet Untitled Lyrics - Introducing The Hardline According To Terence Trent D'arby - Terence Trent Darby

Out by a shanty where the dust hangs high 

Far from a river where things grow green 

The flowers weep and they lean away 

From the blood stained soil beneath my feet 

The thorns outnumber the petals on the rose 

And the darkness amplifies the sound 

Of printer's ink on propaganda page 

That will rule your life and fuel my rage 

I tried to bend my knees but my knees were already bent 

I haven't stood like a man for such a long time now 

I called on my God but He was sleeping on that day 

I guess I'll just have to depend on me, oh 

Shall I tell my children if they ask of me 

Did I surrender forth my right to be? 

Y'see, my daddy died to leave this haunting ground 

And this same ground still haunts me 

The cool September blows the seeds away 

The harvest blown again this year but I'll return a stronger man 

I'll return to me my homeland 

"No grave shall hold my body down 

This land is still my home", I said 

But I'll return a stronger man 

I'll return to me my homeland 

No grave shall hold my body down 

This land is still my home, this land is still my home 

(Meanwhile, on the other side of the world)