Soft and gentle without a cause,
running towards a light that moves
Where to go after a pain like this and what to do
It’s hard to say the right thing at the right time
when all wewe want to do is express who wewe are.
Pain, sorrow and anger is all words create sometimes.
How do wewe know when to say a word au keep your mouth shut?
Kind words are less spoken in these times and
zaidi and zaidi people are hurt kwa it than actions
It dries a moyo that was ones filled with upendo for others
and now where does it lead -
To dust and dust alone;
Caring has been put aside and
anger and deceit has risen instead
why does this occur in such a violent way
It opens doors that should have been kept shut
and closes doors that should be open;
One brick at a time they say
In the end the ukuta around wewe will be finished
and you’ll be salama from the world outside
Now the choice is, who to let in and who to keep out
So many people so little trust;
Open eyes closed mouth.
All wewe see is a fading life,
from colour to grey and grey to black
Slowly but surely life will seize to exist and
nyumbani is where I’m headed and
no one can stop it;
What is words if there is no meaning.
Words from the moyo is better said
than words without a heart;
running towards a light that moves
Where to go after a pain like this and what to do
It’s hard to say the right thing at the right time
when all wewe want to do is express who wewe are.
Pain, sorrow and anger is all words create sometimes.
How do wewe know when to say a word au keep your mouth shut?
Kind words are less spoken in these times and
zaidi and zaidi people are hurt kwa it than actions
It dries a moyo that was ones filled with upendo for others
and now where does it lead -
To dust and dust alone;
Caring has been put aside and
anger and deceit has risen instead
why does this occur in such a violent way
It opens doors that should have been kept shut
and closes doors that should be open;
One brick at a time they say
In the end the ukuta around wewe will be finished
and you’ll be salama from the world outside
Now the choice is, who to let in and who to keep out
So many people so little trust;
Open eyes closed mouth.
All wewe see is a fading life,
from colour to grey and grey to black
Slowly but surely life will seize to exist and
nyumbani is where I’m headed and
no one can stop it;
What is words if there is no meaning.
Words from the moyo is better said
than words without a heart;