It is a poem about Africa
Middle Aged (35-54)
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welcome to Africa. Would you have acquired a taste for the dusk at the centre of a fast rain? You're hooked for life in Africa and you will not be right again until you can watch the setting moon. And here the Jackal spark and know that around here, waiting in the dark when you long to see the elephants or hear the car called CERN When the moon right states of blood and fire Then you've been away for too long. It's time to cut this racist lyrics and let your heart go free beyond that far horizon where your spirit chance to be Africa is waiting. Come says you have touched the open sky and learned to love the rustling crisis and the wild fish Eagles cry. You'll always hunger for the bush for the lions Frosting roar to camp at least beneath this does and to be at peace once more. Welcome to Africa. Yeah,