From the recording Canton and Field
Lyrics
The Milky Way Above, like God himself was guiding us
From the Coast Guard and the Navy patrols
Paddle in a criminal’s wake, with gifts from centuries away
Sun rising on Satan’s last stranglehold
You might think I’m crazy, in all of this
But I’ve got clarity, I’ve found the gold
The beach started to stir, my true calling to this Earth
I’d been chosen long before the screams
I sang my song back, I sang louder while my paddle sat
I prayed, then I pushed on
Picking up a bow, and holding it close to their sides
I’m scared, but I know that he is strong
When they started to fly, I said I don’t want to die
Who is gonna tell them, when I'm gone
And when he fell, pierced by an arrow, thin metal through his book and skin
He was screaming his name, to no comprehension
And Xhosa, it can’t help you everywhere, it won’t make this fog clear
It can’t make you right, it won’t help them hear
So if they don’t, want to welcome you, if they won’t listen to you
Wipe the dust off your boots, and leave
