Scatterlings Of Africa

Copper sun sinking low

Scatterlings and fugitives

Hooded eyes and weary brows

Seek refuge in the night

They are the scatterlings of Africa

Each uprooted one

They're on the road to Phelamanga

Where the world began

I love the scatterlings of Africa

Each and every one

In their hearts a burning hunger

Beneath the copper sun

Broken wall, bicycle wheel

African sun forging steel, singing

Magic machine cannot match human-

Being, human being

African ideas

African ideas

Make the future clear

Make the future clear

They are the scatterlings of Africa

Each uprooted one

They're on the road to Phelamanga

Where the world began

And from the scatterlings of Africa

The journey has begun

Future find their hungry eyes

Beneath the copper sun

Ancient bones from Olduvai

Echoes of the very first cry

"Who made me, here and why?"

Beneath this copper sun

My very first beginnings

Beneath the copper sky

Lie deeply buried

In the dust of Olduvai

And we are the scatterlings of Africa

Both you and I

We're on the road to Phelamanga

Beneath this copper sky

And we are the scatterlings of Africa

On a journey to the stars

Far below, we leave forever

Dreams of what we were

(Hawu beke Mama-ye!)

(Mama-ye!)

In the beginning (Hawu beke Mama-ye!)

Beneath copper skys (Mama-ye!)

Ancient bones (Hawu beke Mama-ye!)

In the dust of Olduvai (Mama-ye!)

Who made us? (Hawu beke Mama-ye!)

Here, and why? (Mama-ye!)

Remember (Hawu beke Mama-ye!)

Scatterlings of Africa (Mama-ye!)

Scatterlings of Africa (Hawu beke Mama-ye!)

Scatterlings of Africa (Mama-ye!)

Scatterlings of Africa (Hawu beke Mama-ye!) We are

Scatterlings of Africa (Mama-ye!) We are

Scatterlings of Africa (Hawu beke Mama-ye!) We are

Scatterlings of Africa (Mama-ye!)

Scatterlings of Africa (Hawu beke Mama-ye!)

Scatterlings of Africa (Mama-ye!)

Scatterlings of Africa (Hawu beke Mama-ye!)