Lyrics

Southern Skies
Words and Music: Karma-Ann Swanepoel (2002)

I am of Africa
Her Child
Born in a city that man made wild
Long after the gold was gone
And all of the wars that no one won
I'm born into anger now I know
Only a country filled with hope
I am of Africa
Her Child
Born Wild

Out of the ocean she rose
With mother's hands she's made this home
Struggles through time and space
I see, how all the colours change in me
I'm born into sadness now I know
Only the weak will lose their hope
If I am of Africa
Her child
Then I too must be wild

The southern side of Africa's
The place that I would take you to
When seeing is believing in your dreams
My motherland, arms open wide
A heart so big, you're found inside
She's everything you need to just feel free
Beneath, these your southern skies
At peace, beneath, I am of Africa.

I am of Africa
Her Child
Born in a city that man made wild
Sand in a bottle filled with tears
Brings all my childhood memories near
I'm born into anger, now I know
Only the strong sustain their hope
If I am of Africa
Her child
Then I too must be wild

The southern side of Africa's
The place that I would take you to
When seeing is believing in your dreams
My motherland, arms open wide
A heart so big, you're found inside
She's everything you need to just feel free
Beneath, these your southern skies
At peace, beneath, I am of Africa.

The southern side of Africa's
The place that I would take you to
When seeing is believing in your dreams
My motherland, arms open wide
A heart so big, you're found inside
She's everything you need to just feel free
Beneath, these your southern skies
At peace, beneath, I am of Africa.