Peter Gabriel

Biko (Audio)

September '77, Port Elizabeth, weather fine
It was business as usual in police room 619.

|: Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko :|
|: Jila madjo :| the man is dead.

When I try to sleep at night
I can only dream in red
The outside world is black and white
with only one colour, dead.


You can blow out a candle,
but you can't blow out a fire
Once the flames begin to catch,
the wind will blow it higher.


And the eyes of the world are
|: watching now :|

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