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. 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. 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. 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. 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.
