Follow

Follow : Lyrics and composition by Tristan Waterkeyn

Up to the top the buckets go , yeah some for water and some full of clothes and then down to the market place they go along those clay walkways.
And the children laugh and sing all the way and the women talk about the day ahead what it holds for each and about the lives they lead.

And the sun comes down between the trees and as they walk tall grass sways past their knees.
And the light bounces right off their white teeth , their hearts and feet hold down the beat.

And so, Some walk fast and some walk slow some for work and some just for show.
Some walk fast and some walk slow and all the men stop to watch the way their hips go
And the elders smile cause they all know that where the women go the rest will follow. Follow , follow, Follow , follow,

Well that may have been in a perfect world before we discovered our diamonds and gold, chopped down trees and dug big holes, put up walls and buried our souls,
Forgot our children on the road and then we ran for cover as the sun grew cold.
We love our money talk instead, accumulate at the highest rate, the sun only reaches those on top and our women are brought and sold like their crops,
An angry fist bounces off these teeth, and their hearts and feet hold down the beating. And now…