The Oldest Path

The oldest path beneath the grave Lies a myth that's still the same There ain't no way to make a change Till Kings and Queens have walked in chains And the wind it blows them down And the sea it takes them in In their sleep you'll find the anwser To everywhere they have been Sailors tossed by stormy seas All in the name of slavery Arm in arm, toe to toe Sometimes your bestfriend is your foe And the wind it blows them down And the sea it takes them in In their sleep you'll find the anwser To everywhere they have been Side by side their pasts in disguise Together alone as he greeted the tide And on the water knees lay the thoughts of A hundred sunken shackle bound souls And the wind it blows them down And the sea it takes them in In their sleep you'll find the anwser To everywhere they have been