Music that speaks to the heart

American heart
I woke up from a strange dream
With a taste of glass and cut
With a taste of chocolate
In the bodies and in the city
A taste of life and death
American heart
With a taste of glass and cut

In big waiting row
My black body forgot
That he was in Saint Vincent
The city and it´s lights
He was in Saint Vincent
The women and the men
American heart
With a taste of glass and cut

The hours were countless
And what was dark became night
While we were waiting
I was in Saint Vincent
While it was happening
I was in Saint Vincent
American heart