SAMPOPO, HE WAS ALWAYS THE FIRST TO SMILE AT THE OTHERS
BEFORE THEY TORE THE CHILD SOLDIERS FROM THEIR MOTHERS
AND THEIR FATHERS AND THIER SISTERS AND THEIR BROTHERS
SAMPOPO IN HIS DREAMS HE SEES HIS VILLAGE IN THE FIRELIGHT
IN THE QUIET TIMES THAT CAME BEFORE THE FIREFIGHT
WHEN THE MADNESS CAME AT LAST TO A TIME OF KNIVES
AND THEY WERE THE ONES WHO FLED
THROUGH THE THORNY BUSH WHILE THE BULLETS FLEW
THEY WERE THE ONES WHO HEARD A THOUSAND THINGS THAT WEREN’T TRUE
THEY WERE THE INNOCENTS WHO DID WHAT THEY WERE MADE TO DO
WE ARE THE WATCHERS, WE ARE THE WATCHERS OF SURVIVOR
HOW LONG?
SAMPOPO IN ALL HIS YEARS WOULD NEVER KNOW THE REASON WHY
FRIENDS AND NEIGHBOURS HACKED TO DEATH BEFORE HIS EYES
WHILE THE PLANES FLEW ALL THE WHITE FOLKS TO GENEVA
GENEVA WHERE THE ROAD TO GOOD INTENTIONS WONT GO ANYWHERE
‘CAUSE THE U.N’S BEEN BOUGHT AND SOLD BY BILLIONAIRES
AND JUSTICE DRAWS A MADE UP SMILE AND AN EMPTY STARE
AND THEY WERE THE ONES WHO WATCHED WHILE EVERYTHING THEY HAD WAS LOST
THEY WERE THE ONES WHO FOUND NO SHELTER WHEN THAT LINE WAS CROSSED
WE IN OUR RIGHTEOUSNESS FELT SORRY FOR THEIR HOLOCAUST
WE ARE THE WATCHERS WE ARE THE WATCHERS OF SURVIVOR
HOW LONG?
