Cane - Everything Is Recorded, Ibeyi

Take Karintha, take Karintha

Perfect as dusk when the sun goes down

And take Karintha, as perfect as twilight

As a child able to drive both young and old wild

As perfect as dusk when the sun goes down

And remember, remember every sound

As often as our flowers bloom men will try and cut them down

Take Karintha, as sweet as spring rain

Run from the Cane

«The Smoke» curls up

And hangs among the trees

Curls up and spreads itself out

Weeks after Karintha returned home

The smoke was so heavy

You tasted it in water

Smoke is on the hills

O rise up, rise upward

Rise up, rise up

Pray for Becky, and pray for Becky

White woman gave birth to two black sons

Pray for Becky, her one room-shack fell to the ground

The two boys killed a man and had to leave town

White woman gave birth to two black sons

Pray for Becky and remember, remember the days

She looked to us for help and we all turned away

Pray for Becky, buried down near the trains

Deep in the Cane