Lyrics As Yet Untitled - Terence Trent D’Arby
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
printers'
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
to
my
god
but
he
was
sleeping
on
that
day
I
guess
I'll
just
have
to
depend
on
me
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
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