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Dancehall lyrics
His eyes are closed his face pale asleep
on the ground a newspaper reads
the blood has spilled again
and you just dream my yellowman
yellowman
The angels burn a torch to keep us warm
His lungs are wide awake but he won't breathe
He spits out the ocean and we dream
like goldfish in a bowl
They think we're free
yellowman
You're tying rocks to clouds to stay above the crowds
The angels burn a torch to keep us warm
the blood has spilled again
and you just dream
yellowman
You never see the bloodstains on the battlefield
The angels burn a torch to keep us warm
Part of these releases
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- Track 4 on Prayer
- 3 Romance
- 5 Reggae Music
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- Track 11 on RAS Portraits
- 10 GONE UP
- 12 Reggae Music
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- Track 9 on This Is Crucial Reggae
- 8 LOVE KING YELLOW
- 10 WILD WILD WEST
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