Where has it gone - you gonna fool myself, you gonna fool myself. No,

you can not, you can not, you can not break my ribs, my ribs are strong.

No, you can not, you can not, you can not break my ribs. My ribs are

strong. My ribs are strong



Here we are scattered on the wounded earth, blessed are the one's who

blessed our hand's as one cause here we are scattered within our wounded

selves, bless this life of ours, take us to ourselves (Chant)... I would

like to see you come, wait here for the coming of the sun, bless this

life of ours & take us too ourselves



Where has it gone... You gonna fool myself, you gonna fool myself



No, you can not, you can not, you can not break my ribs, my ribs are

strong.



So take me to myself