The dead have come to claim a debt from thee I come old friend from Hell tonight Across the rotting sea Nor the nails of the cross Nor the blood of Christ Can bring you help this eve They stand outside your door Four score and three Did you keep a watch

Somewhere in America Hey girl, help me if you can I'm coming to you with my heart in my hand Give me love, I'm starved for affection All I need is just a little direction somewhere cross the sea she waits for me

I don't like being stationary I like the rocky wavy motions of the sea I sit and rot behind these padded walls Hoping one day they'll fall And set me free Set me free I used to be a sailor Who sailed across the seas

I did what I did One wrong turn on Bourbon Cuts like the knives of New Orleans Tonight, a bleeding memory Is tomorrow's guilty vein Your auburn hair on a faraway sea wall Screams across the Pontchartrain I'm haunted by headlights And a crescent city

Night and stars above that shine so bright The myst'ry of their fading light That shines upon our caravan Sleep upon my shoulder as we creep Across the sand so I may keep The mem'ry of our caravan This is so exciting You are so inviting Resting in my arms

Too late there's no escape Down they fly From out of the sky Feel the radiation burn! In 1945 the year it came to be Their fate decided Many miles across the sea They told them not to fear They couldn't be prepared.

So go I know you would not stay It wasn't true, but anyway It's going to take a little time While you're waiting like a factory line I'll fly across the park Backseat on the 79 Wasted days you've come to pass Pollination yellow cab You walk up the stairs

From a fireball we came crossed sea and mountain We were drinking beauty with our eyes We were given all to make our own Let us be left alone Laid the tasks and paid the price, everything survives Crushed and bolted all the grain After every wind what a

I know that you can't walk across a bridge that's already burned, so What am I supposed to do, I can't help that they chose To breathe it in, but I don't wanna choke On that secondhand smoke Sometimes you could hear a pin drop Or the ticking of the clock

Hold me close, Africa, fill my soul, Africa Let me grow old, Africa, let me in Fill my soul, Africa, don't let me go, Africa Let me grow old, Africa, and remember me In ships, they came from Europe, across the salt sea Come for the build and raise a