All these hardships that I faced from the start
I use as a stone to sharpen the blade of my heart
And with this blade I will cut myself free
From the nets that would bind and keep me
Cause from the right path they don’t want me to find
But I won’t be misled by any false sign
Gotta walk the proud line, my friend
Gotta walk the proud line
Gotta walk the proud line, my friend
Gotta walk the proud line
As we walk along this road of years
You replace my hopes with fears
Your seconds are the streams
Which carry away my dreams
Time, must you be my enemy?
My pain is a seed of knowledge I must sow
With blood and sweat, into wisdom it will grow
Ghosts of fear and insecurity
You’ve bent me enough, now let me be
You can’t keep me down ‘cause through my struggles I only gain
The strength and wisdom to see me through your storms of lightening, thunder and rain
Gotta walk the proud line, my friend
Gotta walk the proud line
Gotta walk the proud line, my friend
Gotta walk the proud line
credits
from Panjea,
released January 1, 1996
All songs have been written and produced by Chris Berry
Joined by musicians from Venezuela, London, and Paris, the bassist creates a vibrant picture of Venezuela’s musical landscape, and the people and communities that keep it alive. Bandcamp Album of the Day Oct 22, 2020