Fat Freddy's Drop
The Raft
Though my hands are cold and my mouth is dryWell, this journey's told, is a mountain highThough the wind she burns, like an angel's flameShe will give me strength so I can move againAnd though my people may not be many, we are ready for the storm to comeAnd though my people may not be many, we are ready to be strong as one, And though my people travel lightly, they are willing to fight the fightAnd though my people may not be many we are readyWe have got to find a way, let it be done, let it be done (ooh)Do you want to keep the faith until the storm has broken?We have got to find a way to rise above the pain... My men come, he cross the watersMy men come he cross the sea (yes)He has the sons, he has the daughters, But he brings with him sea (ooh)And though my people may not be many, we are ready for the storm to comeAnd though my people may not be many, we are ready to be strong as one, And though my people travel lightly, they are willing to fight the fightAnd though my people may not be many we are readyWe got to find a way, let it be done, let it be done (ooh)Do you want to keep the faith until the storm has broken?SongtexteWe got to find a way to rise above the pain... The industry, they'll never find me, here among the treesMy footsteps will be, will be all that I leaveOh lonely island, so rich and fair, we leave your shores for reasons unclearLooking for a better life, and you are all that I need, (hey)All that I need.
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