Taj Weekes & Adowa (USA)
Angry Language | Dark Clouds | Little Fire | Orphans Cry | Propaganda War | Since Cain
Sad I’m learning an angry language
and I’m armed with the tools of rage
but it seems I am slowly forgetting
all I learned from a bible page
so I longed for a sunshine mountain
far away from the ones who are near
I’m afraid I might loose my composure
and destroy all the things I hold dear
said I’m learning an angry language
and I’m armed with the tools of rage
but it seems I am slowly forgetting
all I learned from a bible page
so I’m gonna seek the spaces in my thought
to unlearn what I’ve been taught
seek the spaces in my thought
to unlearn what I’ve been taught
seek the spaces in my thought
to unlearn what I’ve been forced
Spring comes early, autumn’s late
unwelcome winter procrastinates
see, the seas have taken over the land
there’s a fleet of ships, resting on the sand
(chorous)
dark clouds don’t always bring rain
but smoke is a sign of fire
dark clouds don’t always bring rain
but smoke is a sign of fire
caterpillars early, chicks come late
species die before their natural rate
and what sadder sign can possibly be
dry parched river bed, flamed charred tree
(chorous)
dark clouds don’t always bring rain
but smoke is a sign of fire
dark clouds don’t always bring rain
but smoke is a sign of fire
and the heat we’re stirring up
will bring us all regret
and an aching breaking earth
will finally get some rest
spring comes early, autumn’s late
summer’s early, ole’ man wint’ won’t wait
(chorous)
dark clouds don’t always bring rain
but smoke is a sign of fire
dark clouds don’t always bring rain
but smoke is a sign of fire
Hoping hope against all hope
row and bail to keep afloat
(chorous)
though the winds grow higher
we light a fire
the winds grow higher be brave lil fire
Easy squeeze brings no unrest
remember to far East is West
(chorous)
and though the winds grow higher
we light a fire
the winds grow higher be brave don’t tire
They say we whispered now we scream
the once polite are now obscene
so a conflict they’ll pursue
we no longer dance on cue
(chorous)
though they grow higher
we light our fire
the winds grow higher
fight truth to power
Hey we whispered now we scream
once too polite we’re now obscene
so a conflict will ensue
we won’t see your point of view
(chorous)
though they grow higher
we blaze a fire
the winds grow higher
fight truth to power
force rules with wrong
till right grows strong
Devils who ride on horseback
love my sleepy eyes
they come for one, they comfort none
babies too must die
hear them slaughter, butchered where they lie
beckoning to the skies they weep
the heavens won’t reply
(chorous)
the orphans cry
on the outskirts of your life
they cry
you indifferently deny
more, wanting more is not a need
your eyes are closed from suffering by your life of blinding speed
more, no no more is what we plead
what if your child withered you watched
and simply couldn’t feed
(chorous)
the orphans cry
on the outskirts of your life
they cry
you indifferently deny
hypnotized in the cradle of a comfortable recliner
your hands on controls you simply flip by
their suffering oh their suffering is not your reality
but to turn a blind eye, oh lord
is pure brutality
(chorous)
they cry on the outskirts of your lives
they cry, you indifferently deny
the devils who ride on horseback , love your sleepy eyes
they know for sure you will ignore
you sleep, I sleep, I die
(chorous)
they cry on the outskirts of your lives
they cry, you indifferently deny
If only my refrain, could end their pain
i'd repeat myself a million times again
(chorous)
they cry on the outskirts of your lives
they cry, you indifferently deny
one tear to many, one tear too many
It’s a propaganda war
they tell us lies like dem before
the truth they hide from me
oh how frail reality
(chorous)
freedom for some, captivity for the rest
freedom for some, freedom for some
my brethren killing brethren
the chase is their obsession
It’s a propaganda war
tailored lies untutored scores
a truth a hiding spree
how they veil reality
(chorous)
freedom for some, captivity for the rest
freedom for some, freedom for some
my brethren killing brethren
the chase is their obsession
On a poplar tree they hanged me
strangest fruit to ever grow
they gnaw at us, they claw at us
they hate the fate, they help create
(chorous)
freedom for some, captivity for the rest
freedom for some, freedom for some
my brethren killing brethren
the chase is their obsession
with no printing press
the lies we can’t address
they steal away our joy and steal our happiness
Is there anyone with sense, put and end to this violence
I kill you, you kill me
we’ve got an empty country
so the cycle goes around, it goes up and comes down
soon you smile becomes a frown
when karma visits you town
come in silence with your soul
peace not violence is the goal
come in silence with no sword
peace not violence is the word
cause war’s a boomerang
round and round it goes
where it stops nobody know
round and round it goes
where it stops nobody know
and is the GOD of the east
not the GOD of the west
or has he chosen some children
and forsakened the rest
the GOD of the east is he not GOD of the west
has he chosen sam’s children and forsakened the rest
all things great and small, he loves them all
all things great and small, he loves them all
Since Cain, since Cain
Since Cain slew Abel
misery and pain
Since Cain, since Cain
Since Cain, slew Abel
misery and pain
Since Cain, slew Abel
violence remain
hold firmly to the thought
peace can be gotten if sought
