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Heart
of the World
©2007
Gibbens/Weston
Yesterday was heavy
cloud
Rolling from the west and south
And blowing rain.
Today we wake up to a warmer sun,
A bright blue sky where small clouds run
And not a sign of rain.
Look how the spring begins,
Borne on an African wind
Like a banner unfurled
From the heart of the world,
The land of imanitys birth,
Round all four corners of the earth,
Filled to the full, filled fit to burst,
With war and plague and famine and thirst.
Get up and wash your
hands and face,
Do a bit of cleaning round the place.
Looks like a whirlwind passed through.
Up till all hours with your friends,
Rolling up till youre out of skins,
Some sweet nice rockers coming through
Like a banner unfurled
From the heart of the world,
The land of imanitys birth,
Round all four corners of the earth,
Filled to the full, filled fit to burst,
With plenty of hunger and bloodshed and worse.
On your bike and
down to the market.
Fresh stuff, tinned stuff, stuff in packets,
Load them all into your panniers.
Then sweat back home with a whole weeks food
But the sunshines fine and keeping you cool
Is this wind from Africa
Like a banner unfurled
But later on the
sky turns grey,
The blackbird cries in a gust of rain
And the sirens play.
And Ive got my own worries,
And Ive got a life of my own
Filled to the full, filled fit to burst,
With cause for thanksgiving and yearning and thirst.
Now despite the rising
tide,
Go on your way, be not afraid
Someone is watching over you.
And after all your foolishness
There may come a time to bless,
A time to make it new
Like a banner unfurled
From the heart of the world,
The land of imanitys birth,
Round all four corners of the earth,
Filled to the full, filled fit to burst,
With righteousness from the last to the first.
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