Fat Freddys Drop - The raft - live at roundhouse lyrics

Though my hands are cold And my mouth is dry Well, this journey's told Is a mountain high Though the wind she burns Like an ageless flame She will give me strength So I can move again And though my people may not be many We are ready for the storm to come And though my people may not be many We are ready to be strong as one And though my people, travel light They are willing to fight the fight. Willing to fight the fight And though my people may not be many we are ready... We've got to find a way Let it be done, let it be done. Ooh Do you want to keep the faith Until the storm has broken? We have got to find a way To rise above the pain... My men come, he cross the waters My men come he cross the seas, yes He has the sons, he has the daughters But he brings with him sea, ooh And though my people may not be many We are ready for the storm to come And though my people may not be many We are ready to be strong as one And though my people, travel light They are willing to fight the fight. Willing to fight the fight And though my people may not be many we are ready, yeah We've got to find a way Let it be done, let it be done. Ooh Do you want to keep the faith Until the storm has broken, yeah We have got to find a way To rise above the pain... The industry, will never find me Here among the trees My footsteps will be... Will be all that I leave Oh lonely island, so rich and fair We leave your shores for reasons unclear Looking for a, better life And you are all that I need Hey All that I need