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joseph rode in on a beam of light, stray dogs to welcome him, fights, corrugate cathedrals, the sight of the pilgrim's going nowhere in millions of cars, lagos a dream in the distance, from promises he'd made behind, when there was no harvest, but he missed the sky and its circus, and countless, the stars, in africa, the rivers are perfectly deep, and beautifully wide, in africa, the mothers will sing you to sleep, and say, "it's alright, child, it's alright", in africa, we dance in the water and hold, each other so tight, in africa, the mothers will sing you to sleep, and say, "it's alright, child, it's alright", joseph rode in on a beam of light, and dreamed of his queen by his side, there'll be a beautiful sunset, and you'll be a beautiful bride