There is a little village that I saw in the middle of the ocean People – living good and living right; they're just taking walks and having talks Through the days and nights… Waking up in the middle of the night – you'll hold the spear and I'll be shining the light Little lanterns on the ocean side, floating down a star lit trail in the dead of the night… They shared every last thing that they had, so we shared our lives together - Through the good and bad I had many laughs and even fights – I had parents, friends and relatives On that little island I remember a little girl that died, went to her funeral – her relatives were right by her side Playing music in my old cla**room; Students sneaking outta their dorms just to catch a tune Gotta keep the little kids in school To learn about the politics of old men, guns and rich fools…