Lyrics
make the future clear
i love the scatterlings of africa
african idea
Each uprooted one, they are the scatterlings of africa, copper sun sinking low
african idea
Beneath the copper sun, copper sun sinking low
Hooded eyes and weary brows, each and every one, echoes of the very first cry
we leave forever
Who made me here and why, each and every one
Each uprooted one, scatterlings and fugitives, and we are the scatterlings of africa
On a journey to the stars, beneath the copper sun, each and every one
both you and i we are on the road to phelamanga
copper sun sinking low
make the future clear
make the future clear
African idea, ancient bones from olduvai
On a journey to the stars, each uprooted one Of, in their hearts a burning hunger
seek refuge in the night
Each and every one, hooded eyes and weary brows
Hooded eyes and weary brows, in their hearts a burning hunger
Who made me here and why, each and every one
Seek refuge in the night, beneath the copper sun
Copper sun sinking low, on a journey to the stars
Beneath the copper sun, both you and i we are on the road to phelamanga
Beneath a copper sky, african idea, where the world began