K'naan - In The Beginning
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So
In the beginning there was hum from a poet whose pulse fell,
"Drum drum drum!"
He would perform prayers and all till one day he heard a voice call,
"Come come come!"
Suspicious he moved with vicious caution
Dismisses, he thinks it's a little off
People get held back by the voice inside 'em
Yo
The voice said I'm poised to speak inside you,
Rejoice and please let me invite you,
To evil, greed and lies too.
Yeah
Confusing days he moved in ways he soon became a koon,
''Boom boom boom''
And knock on his door his heart is no more
And knock on his door his soul is no more
Yeah, that was in the beginning, as the story goes on
So, so, so,
The poet's got a proposal, he would always hope but never know,
What it feels to be free
It would be the frozen, imposed, as the chosen: all laws opposing,
But it would be greed
That's got him there, he's power hungry and proud too
People don't care, people just scared
People don't care, people just prayer Yeah, that was in the beginning, there was a hum, and things change
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Say
It's better to light a candle than to curse the dark.
In the eyes of the youth there are question marks,
Like freedom
Freedom for the mind and soul,
We don't see them
See them for their worth at all,
That's why we lead them
Lead them to these wars and what is it we feed them,
Feed them our impurities and who it is we treat them
Treat them like the enemy humanity will need them,
Need them like the blood we spill and where freedom
Freedom for the hearts we fill, mislead 'em
They hunger for the love we give, but we cheat 'em
The cops beat them when all he wants is his freedom,
So they defeat them, whatever spirit he's got, beat 'em,
And they teach them that the rest of the world don't need him,
And he believes it's a disease that he's heathen
Put up your fists if all you want is freedom
Put up your fists if all you want is
That was in the beginning, and things change
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
And we keep holding on
And we keep being strong
And we keep going on
And on and on and on
And we keep holding on
And we keep being strong
And we keep going on
And on and on and on
And we keep holding on
And we keep being strong
And we keep going on
And on and on and on
And we keep holding on
And we keep being strong
And we keep going on
An on and on and on
So
In the beginning there was hum from a poet whose pulse fell,
"Drum drum drum!"
He would perform prayers and all till one day he heard a voice call,
"Come come come!"
Suspicious he moved with vicious caution
Dismisses, he thinks it's a little off
People get held back by the voice inside 'em
Yo
The voice said I'm poised to speak inside you,
Rejoice and please let me invite you,
To evil, greed and lies too.
Yeah
Confusing days he moved in ways he soon became a koon,
''Boom boom boom''
And knock on his door his heart is no more
And knock on his door his soul is no more
Yeah, that was in the beginning, as the story goes on
So, so, so,
The poet's got a proposal, he would always hope but never know,
What it feels to be free
It would be the frozen, imposed, as the chosen: all laws opposing,
But it would be greed
That's got him there, he's power hungry and proud too
People don't care, people just scared
People don't care, people just prayer Yeah, that was in the beginning, there was a hum, and things change
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Say
It's better to light a candle than to curse the dark.
In the eyes of the youth there are question marks,
Like freedom
Freedom for the mind and soul,
We don't see them
See them for their worth at all,
That's why we lead them
Lead them to these wars and what is it we feed them,
Feed them our impurities and who it is we treat them
Treat them like the enemy humanity will need them,
Need them like the blood we spill and where freedom
Freedom for the hearts we fill, mislead 'em
They hunger for the love we give, but we cheat 'em
The cops beat them when all he wants is his freedom,
So they defeat them, whatever spirit he's got, beat 'em,
And they teach them that the rest of the world don't need him,
And he believes it's a disease that he's heathen
Put up your fists if all you want is freedom
Put up your fists if all you want is
That was in the beginning, and things change
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
And we keep holding on
And we keep being strong
And we keep going on
And on and on and on
And we keep holding on
And we keep being strong
And we keep going on
And on and on and on
And we keep holding on
And we keep being strong
And we keep going on
And on and on and on
And we keep holding on
And we keep being strong
And we keep going on
An on and on and on
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