Beating Heart

Still my beating heart
Lone a gambler we Ain’t a race at all… ain’t a race at all
And every pain that you see God let it be And no heaven in his war, no heaven in his war
People of the Earth them fighting
Fire is building up People of the Earth them starving
And the fire is building up Power struggle, power struggle
How you ever gonna teach them?
How you ever gonna teach your youth to Buy and sell it in the war, woman and man
I bet in you you never pacified to man
Suf-suffer long against them foe
Suf-suffer long against them
When their back is against the wall they will strike, strike, strike !
Ain’t a race at all yeah
Ain’t a race at all
Still my beating heart
Sit still my beating heart
Still my beating heart…
Sit, sit, sit, sit, sit