So you say I’m coarseWell, you yourself harangueYou lie, and your lies are hairy
When Miles blows his horn....
When Miles blows his horn he soothes me
That savage beast within you see
And all of a sudden my life is re-born.
in memory of the children of South Africa
Lifted out of the ashes and into a river of hope
A river of joy
A river of peace.