[Intro] [Verse 1] Copper sun sinking low Scatterlings and fugitives Hooded eyes and weary brows Seek refuge in the night [Chorus] They are the scatterlings of Africa Each uprooted one On the road to Phelamanga Where the world began [Chorus] I love the scatterlings of Africa Each and every one In their hearts a burning hunger Beneath the copper sun [Interlude] [Verse 2] Ancient bones from Olduvai Echoes of the very first cry "Who made me here and why Beneath the copper sun?" [Bridge] African idea African idea Make the future clear Make the future clear [Chorus] And we are scatterlings of Africa Both You and I We’re On the road to Phelamanga Beneath the Copper Sky And we are scatterlings of Africa On a Journey to the Sky Far below we leave forever Dreams of what we were [Interlude] [Outro] We are the scatterings of Africa We are the scatterings of Africa We are the scatterings of Africa We are the scatterings of Africa Scatterings of Africa Scatterings of Africa