When it's coming
I'll be running
You'll be doomed in ninth
We are mining
I am golden
You're not finding what we're holding
Something shiny
How's it come to this?
(How's it come...
...to this?)
Caught in the light
Like a sun to the ocean
Born in the night
In an orderly fashion
It's all alright (Right)
It's all alright (Oh baby, baby)
It's all alright (Oh baby, baby)
Leave 'em out in the open
Put it all on the line
I need to catch more fish, baby
I need to eat more rice
It'll take some time
Gonna take some time
Gotta bide my time
See the turning tide
I need to bide my time until I'm home again
Fill these boots to feel my soul 'n' say
Buy more drugs to feel that love again
Kill them slow, they reap, I sow, amen (Ooh yeah)
Seven-hundred-thousand bumpkins
On the transit line
I am golden
You were mining
'Til we said this line
These hands can heal
These hands can heal
These hands can heal
Clean hands can heal
These hands
Hear it coming
Hear it coming
Hear it coming 'round the bend
Caught in the light
Like a sun to the ocean
Born in the night
In an orderly fashion
It's all alright
It's all alright
It's all alright
Leave 'em out in the open
Put it all on the line
I need to catch more fish, baby
I need to eat more rice
It'll take some time
Gonna take some time
Gotta bide my time
See the turning tide
See the turning tide
See the turning tide
See the turning tide
See the turning tide
Ju-da-da-da-da dis
Ju-da-da-da-da dis
You can die, die like this
Ju-da-da-da-da dis
These hands
compositores: Alloysious Massaquoi - G Hastings - Kayus Bankole
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