Runnin - live Fat Freddy's Drop
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Though my hands are cold and my mouth is dry
Well, this journey's told, is a mountain high
Though the wind she burns, like an angel's flame, she will give me strength so I can move again
And though my people may not be many, we are ready for the storm to come
And though my people may not be many, we are ready to be strong as one
And though my people, travel light, they are willing to fight the fight
And though my people may not be many we are ready
We have got to find a way, let it be done, let it be done (ooh)
Do you want to keep the faith until the storm has broken?
We have got to find a way to rise above the pain...
My men come, he cross the waters
My men come he cross the sea (yes)
He has the sons, he has the daughters
But he brings with him sea (ooh)
And though my people may not be many, we are ready for the storm to come
And though my people may not be many, we are ready to be strong as one
And though my people, travel light, they are willing to fight the fight
And though my people may not be many we are ready
We have got to find a way, let it be done, let it be done (ooh)
Do you want to keep the faith until the storm has broken?
We have got to find a way to rise above the pain...
Well, this journey's told, is a mountain high
Though the wind she burns, like an angel's flame, she will give me strength so I can move again
And though my people may not be many, we are ready for the storm to come
And though my people may not be many, we are ready to be strong as one
And though my people, travel light, they are willing to fight the fight
And though my people may not be many we are ready
We have got to find a way, let it be done, let it be done (ooh)
Do you want to keep the faith until the storm has broken?
We have got to find a way to rise above the pain...
My men come, he cross the waters
My men come he cross the sea (yes)
He has the sons, he has the daughters
But he brings with him sea (ooh)
And though my people may not be many, we are ready for the storm to come
And though my people may not be many, we are ready to be strong as one
And though my people, travel light, they are willing to fight the fight
And though my people may not be many we are ready
We have got to find a way, let it be done, let it be done (ooh)
Do you want to keep the faith until the storm has broken?
We have got to find a way to rise above the pain...
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