Doc Jazz Right Of Return
You are like the olive tree
Just like you were meant to be
Though your roots dig deep into the land
They were uprooted by a savage hand
But the ties were forged through centuries
A bond so strong and fixed in history
You are the land and the land is you
A solid unity they never can undo
Cherish your leaves, let your branches bear your fruits
All you need to do is protect and feed your roots
The old will die, but the young will learn
The road is long and it will twist and turn
But when you know your destiny
You know where you need to be
And we always will believe
It's our Right to Return
Black on white they wrote that vow
But to act on it was not allowed
Empty words like a carrot on a stick
Ink is fading as the clock goes on to tick
Dispossession and racial oppression
Every psycho form of Zionist aggression
Was condoned by that very same force
Though they say our rights are still endorsed
We don't need your words, they're just empty talk
Why don't you just keep on talking while we walk the walk
The old have died, but the young are strong
We know who we are and where we belong
With the key in our hand
We'll come home to our land
We know we will always stand
For our Right of Return
