Far down the road
Pioneer performs an episode
Can't pull me through
A lesser man would hand them out to you
So make no mistake
The lines are drawn but not to fade away
And you might call it:
An altruistic fate
Gone with the wind
And subtle things keep you settling
So don't cry to me
Bout the freedom you will never see
And make no mistake
I see your troubles many miles away
And you might call it:
An altruistic trait
So there's no more guessing
On what's best for me
Take my chances long
Before I pray
Down in the sea
Thousand souldiers who have died for me
Singing on, set me free
It's just the islands pry from penalty
So no make no mistake!
Reparations have a final say
And you might call it:
An altruistic holiday!
So there's no more guessing
On what's best for me
Take my chances long
Before I pray
There's no more blessings
Without guarantee
Take my chances long
Before I am free
