Bay of Pigs

When you moved on the face of the waters, when you spoke into the void
When the waters parted by sands of time, when silence echoed of noise
It was then that you walked by the seashore casting out demons with a wave of your hand
A stranger called out your name, he said you are the son of man
And you cannot bind me, no I am not bound, I am Legion this world is my own
You said, come my brother you were born to trouble and now I set you free
The water is wide the water is troubled
The water is fouled with the blood of 2 thousand
All across this bay, the bay of pigs

When the scent of danger hangs in the air like the sweetest lilac flower
When foreign interests bears its teeth, when blood lusts and fears
It was then that you flew over water to incite a civil war
And all along was failure planned or was it who you were fighting for
And no one has chosen, and you did not choose your time of birth or place
It is not between two countries that freedom takes its stake
The water is wide the water is troubled
The water is fouled with the blood of 2 thousand
All across this bay, the bay of pigs

When I was drowning in rivers of sin and sinking in cold dark waters
When I had walked into a place that I couldn’t walk back out of
It was then I saw him stretch out his hand to consecrate the water
All the fish swam to the nets like it was the home that they’d always thought of
And he said, to me leave your guns leave your butter; bread is for beggars and roses for lovers
So come, come to the waters and live
The water is wide the water is troubled
The water is fouled with the blood of 2 thousand
All across this bay, the bay of pigs