RIDING THE WIND by Kevin Baker

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CHORUS - We are riding the wind; we are sailing the storm
Through a new age of darkness we are helmsmen of the dawn
Though our Captains have deserted and all hope's contraband
We will bring this ship to harbour where the sun breaks on the land

O you seers of new world order see the seeds you have sewn
With your mantras of money you take more than you should own.
See how privilege and power crush the hopes of the poor;
Can you really claim that all this pain can open heaven's door.

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See the news of the nations war and hunger abound;
Hear the cries of the children from each continent resound.
While you chant your false promise you can't hear what they say
Nor reflect on those dead eyes from which hope's been blown away.

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See the young on our streets walking poverty's beat
Staring in at barred windows with their futures in retreat.
Hopelessness sleeps in doorways cast from your covenants
You turn rich cities' ghettos into concentration camps.

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See our farmers and workers those whom debt has dragged down,
You foreclose on their futures in our cities and our towns.
You are scorching our earth while you retreat with the wealth
That you steal from the people 'neath a screen of lies and stealth

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You have trained hoards of minions filled their minds with your greed,
Made them prey of their people feeding with a frenzied need
But the History of people shows they're better than you
And the love of the many will bring all the people through.

CHORUS

Recorded on Riding the wind. The Songs of Kevin Baker Volume IV. 2004