In the ashes of the new world
From gold-plated yesterday
Did anyone seem to care what you say
They tuned you to the press
In the most expensive dress
Now you're posted on the faces of the world
I'd really like to know you
But you're in another place
Is there any truth to history
Now you've beared the price, to sacrifice
A martyr in the storm
But Aisha doesn't know when the skies are clearing
Watching via satellite
At a time close to midnight
While some of us don't care to see you through
The deal of a hidden hand
In the Libyan sands
For it left you with the rage of a war
I'd really like to know you
But you're in another place
Is there any truth to history
Now you've beared the price, to sacrifice
A martyr in the storm
But Aisha doesn't know when the skies are clearing
In the ashes of the new world
From a distant yesterday
Does anyone ever give you the time of day
Binded to the press
In the most expensive dress
Your fate is burned on the faces of the world
I'd really like to know you
But you're in another place
Is there any truth to history
Now you've beared the price, to sacrifice
A martyr in the storm
But Aisha doesn't know when the skies are clearing
Blake Gorman - Africa's Daughter Lyrics
Blake Gorman - Africa's Daughter Lyrics
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In the ashes of the new world
From gold-plated yesterday
Did anyone seem to care what you say
They tuned you to the press
In the most expensive dress
Now you're posted on the faces of the world
I'd really like to know you
But you're in another place
Is there any truth to history
Now you've beared the price, to sacrifice
A martyr in the storm
But Aisha doesn't know when the skies are clearing
Watching via satellite
At a time close to midnight
While some of us don't care to see you through
The deal of a hidden hand
In the Libyan sands
For it left you with the rage of a war
I'd really like to know you
But you're in another place
Is there any truth to history
Now you've beared the price, to sacrifice
A martyr in the storm
But Aisha doesn't know when the skies are clearing
In the ashes of the new world
From a distant yesterday
Does anyone ever give you the time of day
Binded to the press
In the most expensive dress
Your fate is burned on the faces of the world
I'd really like to know you
But you're in another place
Is there any truth to history
Now you've beared the price, to sacrifice
A martyr in the storm
But Aisha doesn't know when the skies are clearing
From gold-plated yesterday
Did anyone seem to care what you say
They tuned you to the press
In the most expensive dress
Now you're posted on the faces of the world
I'd really like to know you
But you're in another place
Is there any truth to history
Now you've beared the price, to sacrifice
A martyr in the storm
But Aisha doesn't know when the skies are clearing
Watching via satellite
At a time close to midnight
While some of us don't care to see you through
The deal of a hidden hand
In the Libyan sands
For it left you with the rage of a war
I'd really like to know you
But you're in another place
Is there any truth to history
Now you've beared the price, to sacrifice
A martyr in the storm
But Aisha doesn't know when the skies are clearing
In the ashes of the new world
From a distant yesterday
Does anyone ever give you the time of day
Binded to the press
In the most expensive dress
Your fate is burned on the faces of the world
I'd really like to know you
But you're in another place
Is there any truth to history
Now you've beared the price, to sacrifice
A martyr in the storm
But Aisha doesn't know when the skies are clearing
Writer: Blake Gorman
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