A vicious storm battered the south
Gave birth to a sense of outrage
He was bound to cross the threshold into dangerzone
Commited his life to the cause
But he fell into that gap between reach and limits
(Between) his fantasies and abilities
He broke down and cried
Rose to his knees and he smiled
On a rug the shape of a heart
He says "don't talk the talk, if you can't walk the walk"
He cracked up in solitude
And then-he-gave-the-names
He was snachted out of his hood
Ripped from hies daily dreams
Chained, detained and spat out in a dark blue cell
Lieutenant van d***, violent Spyker van Wyk
Cape Town's specials
Yeah, they planted the raid
Whining implication of justification
He collapsed just like a hpuse of cards
He broke down and cried
Rose to his knees and he smiled
On a rug the shape of a heart
He says "don't talk the talk, if you can't walk the walk"
At the root of fears
He-gave-the-names
He left where he grew up
At the hieght of the southern summer
Left for good and never returned
There are things he misses more
Than he can bear to think about
Certainly not the relentless segregation
But oh - the colors, the c**ture, the sun und the sea
The oaks, the folks, grapevine below the mountains
He breaks down and cries
Get's to knees and he smiles
On a rug the shape of a heart
He says "don't talk the talk if you can't walk the walk"
I damaged the cause
And-I-gave-the-names
Gave birth to a sense of outrage
He was bound to cross the threshold into dangerzone
Commited his life to the cause
But he fell into that gap between reach and limits
(Between) his fantasies and abilities
He broke down and cried
Rose to his knees and he smiled
On a rug the shape of a heart
He says "don't talk the talk, if you can't walk the walk"
He cracked up in solitude
And then-he-gave-the-names
He was snachted out of his hood
Ripped from hies daily dreams
Chained, detained and spat out in a dark blue cell
Lieutenant van d***, violent Spyker van Wyk
Cape Town's specials
Yeah, they planted the raid
Whining implication of justification
He collapsed just like a hpuse of cards
He broke down and cried
Rose to his knees and he smiled
On a rug the shape of a heart
He says "don't talk the talk, if you can't walk the walk"
At the root of fears
He-gave-the-names
He left where he grew up
At the hieght of the southern summer
Left for good and never returned
There are things he misses more
Than he can bear to think about
Certainly not the relentless segregation
But oh - the colors, the c**ture, the sun und the sea
The oaks, the folks, grapevine below the mountains
He breaks down and cries
Get's to knees and he smiles
On a rug the shape of a heart
He says "don't talk the talk if you can't walk the walk"
I damaged the cause
And-I-gave-the-names