Supernatural Women
Vicktor Taiwò
like a starling finding feet in mud
like a dice that fall on no even
black boy from africa
you had to learn to fit in
you had to learn the language
you had to learn to profit from it
you had a father
he was a myth in your youth
ransomed prince from paradise island
raised by women
supernatural women
supernatural women
supernatural women
yeah wonderful women
supernatural
supernatural
light breaks the distance
full frame on visions
colour for your eyes
pray for a god who shines for you
for yourself
don't remember again.