| | As Yet Untitled Lyrics Artist(Band):Terence Trent D'arby
Far from a river where things grow green The flowers weep and they lean away From the blood stained soil beneath my feet The thorns outnumber the petals on the rose And the darkness amplifies the sound of printers' ink On propaganda page That will rule your life and fuel my rage I tried to bend my knees But my knees were already bent I haven't stood like a man for such a long time now I called to my god but he was sleeping on that day I guess I'll just have to depend on me Shall I tell my children if they ask of me Did I surrender forth my right to be? Y'see my daddy died to leave this haunting ground And this same ground still haunts me The cool September blows the seeds away The harvest blown again this year But I'll return a stronger man I'll return to me my homeland No grave shall hold my body down This land is still my home I said: But I'll return a stronger man I'll return to me my homeland No grave shall hold my body down This land is still my home This land is still my home Meanwhile, on the other side of the world If you find some error in As Yet Untitled Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review about As Yet Untitled Unreal talent | Reviewer: amy | 12/26/2007 I first heard when I was nine years old, never really heard it since them, and yet it has always stuck in my head. I remembered the part about "printers ink." I am now so pleased with myself for having had this good of taste when I was TEN!!! (I'm almost thirty now.) This guy sold himself out completely. He's the Anthony Smith of 80's R&B, yet even AS still had an INT after he talked. Why, Terence, why??? Review the song As Yet Untitled The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Terence Trent D'arby" Music | |
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