Testi Still - Anansi

Still

Many are dying down like flowers\nWhen winter comes all of a sudden.\nMany watch the world from a tower,\nBut they’ll be like tare cut by the Sower.\nMany think they have a great power,\nMany live their life under a cover.\nMany think their work is over,\nNot giving a damn about their brother.\nThey’re giving up, giving up.\nThey wanna stop, wanna stop.\nTake a look to the situation,\nThe world is perdition and corruption.\nMen are runnin' towards the self-destruction,\nFoolishly wiping out all Creation.\nWho is free? Brutality, cruelty.\nIt’s what man is. Can you hear me?\nI am here.\nThe warrior’s still on the rock,\nHe was old when he was still young.\nAnd now that he’s old, he’s still a child.\nStill like a stone, moving like a cloud.\nMany are in bloom when spring is coming\nAnd they smell sweet anywhere I’m going,\nAnd their stems are so strong and well tied to the ground,\nThat the most blustering wind cannot bend them down.\nMany stare at the sunshine,\nBut a few don’t become blind.\nSome cover their eyes,\nWaiting until it’s night.\nThe warrior’s still on the rock,\nHe was old when he was still young.\nAnd now that he’s old, he’s still a child.\nStill like a stone, moving like a cloud.\nJah come fi break downpression and fi set the captives free,\nFi judge I-manity, fi rule equality.\nI and I know that the wicked man shall fall,\nJah will take the right man away from Babylon.\nJah come fi break downpression and fi set the captives free,\nFi judge I-manity, fi rule equality.\nMan, you know the warrior stands firm and won’t give up.\nHe went down to the bottom and now stands on the top.\nThe warrior’s still on the rock,\nHe was old when he was still young.\nAnd now that he’s old, he’s still a child.\nHe was never born and he cannot die.