The Other Side His name is Jackson He lives in Jamaica Every morning he comes down to the docks to watch the ships come and go Hes been here too long Mental slavery has not touched him one bit He still knows his history, he knows where he comes from That is why he believes the ocean can give him answers About the very very far home That hes never been to. All his life he says I wish I was home, I wish I was in Africa[x2] I have seen his world Ive seen the other world. I have nothing to say I put my coat on my shoulders As I walked away, I heard myself sing [Chorus:] The grass is greener on the other side Til you get there and see it for yourself[x3] His name is Themba He lives in Soweto Every morning he goes to the airport to watch the planes come and go He has changed his African name to a western one Cause he doesnt know how it hurts to have a name You cant be proud of. He hopes that one day One of these birds of the sky can take him away To a very very far land Running away from the very roots That so many black people in the world Are wanting to come back. A place they call home They wish they were home They wish they were in Africa[x2] I live in his world, Ive seen the other world I got nothing to say I put my coat on my shoulders As I walked away, I heard myself sing.
Posted on: Fri, 01 Aug 2014 09:34:19 +0000
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