Drowning on land - howlin' at the moon
I am a neo native
Levees gone - Tribal storms
floods hide this legacy
Sacrifice coming
Black clouds bring the wind
rush to the higher ground
Native born -I have soared
Nature's fury cries a tear
(Chorus 1)
on my father's land
on his grandfather's land
all I see is an ocean
lost my mother�s home
and a grandmother's hope
still I hear them pray for this neo native
(Verse 1)
Pale thoughts - Proud minds
Thunder rules the sky
Waiting here for those green painted faces
with giant wings they appear
A watery tomb subsides
We call this place New Orleans
Native born - families torn
With a grasp we can touch the sky
(Chorus 2)
So we prayed like job
What can one place endure?
Now all I feel is the water
As the night draws near
We're Americans here
Ivory towers hear our cry... "some are still alive"
(Bridge)
No sight of our brothers - Help is too far away
Death surrounds us now - And it has for days
Open arms in Dallas - Red Cross refugees
"found", this knave... rescued at last from an empire's grave.
Nu ką, nemaža tikimybė, kad vistik My Dying Bride nebus Kilkim Žaibu, atšaukė beveik visus šių metų pasirodymus. Tik organizatoriai kažkaip neskuba pranešti ir toliau reklamuoja..
guess I did make my name out of my drumming, and I have the big drum sets, and I'm doing all these crazy, odd-time signatures, so, yeah, I guess drumming was very important to what made me popular.