Train travels a thousand miles
without a single stop
sometime's the train's a camel train
in the desert's rise and drop
Railtrack thru the dusty desert Mali man
winding like a snake get better than
everyone upon the train you can
the same destination to make without a fan
Mali man
you began Long distance runner
Train travels to live again barefoot
the track unravels you came out there'll always be a but
slowly over time of the mud brick blisters
and all yor travails and then
escaping the war-like crime you became But you learn
are all left in the background the most of men to resist the blisters
for the sublime to the power of ten you
that is wide open spaces rubber souls
with no battle hum to chime Yo're going to from running barefoot
live again barefoot for long
Mali man for miles
Train travels you can breathe for years
a track unravels that other life thru all those tears
to take you to you can leave running barefoot
a better space amongst the dye barefoot
the next land amongst the weave in a land of spears
that you come to we've come to
has a silent peaceful face expect you It appears
as life does thieve you run better
Thru the dust that's always there Mali man barefoot
its true that it moves about in air yo're better than and you don't cut
and tho real gold out here is rare what we can on a stone of
it with sunlite can compare believe the earth of it
leave a life running barefoot
behind you barefoot
Train travels Mali man until yo're fit
and track unravels the past
to take can deceive You used to sit
you to a better land we've come and then you ran
train travels to expect you you began
til it makes you Mali man to have a fan
peace not forsakes you amongst the reeds running barefoot
and there's better lands they weave barefoot
you understand. but yo're better than
better than those in shoes
Mali man those who lose
that life who don't keep pace
yo're going with yo're race
to leave. they chase
but don't succeed
over you
running barefoot
in the lead.
Water is a well of hope
you cope
you cope
with a vaseful of it
walk five miles for it
Water is a well of hope Dinosaur in the Congo
and you can cope because no person's been
with this little of it been existing
to make brittle things grow thousand years
resisting being seen
The sun's in too much glow In the green
and rain there's not enough of the forest
of it jungle scene
but you get on so come out of a lake
you have no dream like a nitemare dream
you survive it seems
and you take every blow Dinosaur in the Congo
seen from helicopter
for thousand years
Scorching hot from the sun not a single stir
no contemplation
of any fun Needing solace
needing space
Water is a well of hope such was extinction's pace
but you don't worry how you'll cope Dinosaur in the Congo
you should but nope embraces the remote
you survive large and massive
the burning hive small on numbers
turning things from alive rarest thing of note
The sun's too familiar
rain comes in the singular
and you can't put yor finger
on it
but its too often dry
You look to sky
too blue
but water is a well of hope
drop in the desert
by which you cope.
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