I am sitting still, I think of Angelique
her mothers voice over me and the bullets in the wall where it fell silent
and on a thousandth hill, I think of albertine, there in her eyes what
I don't see with my own
Rwanda
now that I have seen, I am responsible
Faith without deeds is dead
now that I have held you in my own arms,
I cannot let go 'til you are
I am on a plane across a distant sea
But I carry you in me and in the dust on, the dust on, the dust on my feet
Rwanda
I will tell the world, I will tell them where I've been
I will keep my word, I will tell them albertine
I am on a stage, a thou and eyes on me
I will tell them, Albertine
