Who are we the fools, we think we run the show
He lets us play the leaders, and then He lets us know
That we shield no one, sure as we come, we go
He answers all our prayers, sometimes the answer is no
If we take refuge under His feet
There cannot be calamity, security complete
Babylon may murder us but never can they cheat
Messiahs come to save God's Own from bitter defeat
We may go away for now, but always will return
We walk through fiyahs of Babylon but the fiyeh will not burn
The shelter of His refuge is our only concern
Nothing more to study, nothing more to learn
Like the arid desert, we are praying for the rain
Asking just as always to be freed from all the pain
Asking "Please, O Jah, I won't be lost again,
Forgetting what it's like to be so insane."
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