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Copper sun sinking low |
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Scatterlings and fugitives |
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Hooded eyes and weary brows |
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Seek refuge in the night |
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They are the scatterlings of africa |
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Each uprooted one |
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On the road to phelamanga |
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Where the world began |
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I love the scatterlings of africa |
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Each and every one |
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In their hearts a burning hunger |
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Beneath the copper sun |
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Ancient bones from olduvai |
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Echoes of the very first cry |
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Who made me here and why |
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Beneath the copper sun? |
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African idea |
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African idea |
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Make the future clear |
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Make the future clear |
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And we are the scatterlings of africa |
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Both you and i |
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We are on the road to phelamanga |
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Beneath a copper sky |
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And we are the scatterlings of africa |
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On a journey to the stars |
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Far below, we leave forever |
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Dreams of what we were |