bread

hungry field

stripped away

to another day

drink

tainted well

in the sky

hear the fever cry

all i have to make me see

the spirit man,

that will never breathe, oh!

breadmaker

who sent you

can't take your presence anymore

breadmaker

who made you,

won't be a slave anymore

slave here anymore!

truth, of a word

pacify

ain't no civil way

behold, from the past,

serenade

singing sham-ba-la

a desert hand,

a cold embrace

I understand,

how to see you face to face

breadmaker

who sent you

can't take your presence anymore

breadmaker

who made you,

won't be a slave anymore

slave here anymore!

ah…

breadmaker

who sent you

can't take your presence anymore

breadmaker

who made you,

won't be a slave anymore

breadmaker

who sent you

can't take your presence,

presence anymore!

slave anymore!

ah, ah, ah…