Across the dark waters we came With despair in our eyes, to rest beneath these foreign skies And so began the endless wait For an end to misery, an end to history In this new land we came to learn About greed's capacity to incite our cruelty But over time we came to yearn For the precious liberty that always stood beyond our reach But the wheels of history grind slowly Circumstance never smiles on the lowly Everywhere we see contradictory signs Perhaps tomorrow will bring a brighter time... Tumblin' off the grandstand in the savannah Bubblin' out the speakers on every corner Breakin' over the mountains like a mighty thunder Our hope is a restless song Rising up from the sands like a defiant flower Holding and consoling us in our darkest hour Sweeping over the country like a dry-season shower Our hope is a restless song Across the dark waters we pa**ed To arrive where we now stand in this divided land Few believed that we could last To build a nation on these shores but look how we endured In this former colony things are never what they seem Beneath every place we see is a tortured history The past could trample us It could not rub out our dreams And though we reached we present time We have not left them behind