On the Wire

He came back from the city

I say "cus’ where ya bin?"

He says "Brother I been livin’ on the wire

Lived down in that gutter where the fittest survive

I ploughed through them fields of fire

Had a needle in a vein, that profited the sane

Had a friend with no name who was a liar

Saw the white walls of freedom, never found the black door

Saw the Devil sing with the Angels in a choir….Sisters….

CHORUS

We’ll take you home to the land we know

Give you that peace of the evening

Give you that moon with the wind on your face

The rains and the change of each season

I saw people who were trapped

Under the whip of fat cats

Saw people there devoid of their Dreaming

Deep down inside there with so much to hide

Brother you could see in their eyes there’s no meaning

So take me my sisters and welcome me home

So I never again walk alone

Our spirit demands that we die in this land

And I know now my spirit’s come home

I says, ‘Brother what you see in this land of "Progress"?’

He says, ‘I never felt them four winds a blowin’

Lived with people in chains, the wounded and lame

Heard Messiahs who spoke without knowin’

And them seven seas rose and the desert lands froze

Each individual there was trapped in a prison

And my spirit cried out, to know what it’s about, brother

Their basis had no rhyme or no reason