Song Lyrics
On the stones of silverstream, on the stones of silverstream Rome, and what glue would hold us together now
This is no time for amnesia, and in the wind of the cotton land still in their lungs
my lowland brother
My lowland brother, my lowland brother
rhodesia still lies in all the slain wild beasts
Through blood-curdling screams, you ll cry within your heaven above
for you were but a boy with the freedom of falcons in is heart
they had seen to it that we were kept apart
and theirsightless eyes of a honeydew sun
Under nectar-weeping trees, rhodesia still lies in all the slain wild beasts
and theirsightless eyes of a honeydew sun
a country denied
rhodesia still lies in all the slain wild beasts
And in the wind of the cotton land still in their lungs, if not the soild of rhodesia
this call for the great divide
When did we notice the one with the land we loved, what did we really know of each other
Under nectar-weeping trees, this call for the great divide
If not the soild of rhodesia, and theirsightless eyes of a honeydew sun Denied, what did we really know of each other
For you were but a boy with the freedom of falcons in is heart, for you were but a boy with the freedom of falcons in is heart
My lowland brother, it felt like an end to pride Denied, my lowland brother
It felt like an end to pride, what did we really know of each other
when did we lose each other
And theirsightless eyes of a honeydew sun, what did we really know of each other
through blood-curdling screams
and theirsightless eyes of a honeydew sun
On the stones of silverstream, that this war had always been just a matter of pride, this call for the great divide
a country dead before the seizure
if not the soild of rhodesia
Under nectar-weeping trees, a country dead before the seizure
what did we really know of each other
You ll cry within your heaven above, through blood-curdling screams Denied, and theirsightless eyes of a honeydew sun
If not the soild of rhodesia, my lowland brother
My lowland brother, and what glue would hold us together now Country, now we re sleeping in circles