Welkom Terug - Jack Parow, Pierre Greef

Hey daar welkom terug ons het jou lank genoeg gemis

Was dit alleen daar?

Was daar kleur daar?

Of was dit swart en wit

Was dit, ongeskik

Was dit alleen daar?

Was daar kleur daar?

Dankie Here dat u opgetel het

Amal het doodgedruk

Eks alleen, dis middernag

En almal is ongeskik

Dis donker en die donderweer slaan

Dit reën alweer vannag

Ek het bietjie vêr gestap

Opsoek na bietjie krag

Aan die diepkant van die swembad

Is ek opsoek na bietjie lug

Ek probeer oorstap maar daars gate in my brug

Ek verloor alweer 'n klein-klein stukkie van my hart

As ek keer op keer totsiens sê

En strukkies bind om smart

Maar daars pyn diep daar onder

Onder al my skille

En daars wyn vir wegsteek en sakkies vol van pille

So ek sit maar trug en nog vat 'n slukkie vir die pyn

Want waar ek waak in die naglug sal die pyn gou verdwyn

Dis skemer in my woorde en middernag in my vers

Ek dans saam met spoke om die flikkers van 'n kers

In 'n modderdam vol onssin sit 'n seun en skep nog pap

Sonsondergange wat iets werd is vat 'n tydjie om na te stap

Daars pyle in my boog en vele vere in my hoed

Maar die seile van my sielskip

Is deur gewere bebloed

Daar is stof op die horison en klippe in die pad

Maar as ek stop en soek vir water

Sal dit dalk verby my stap

Hey daar welkom terug ons het jou lank genoeg gemis

Was dit alleen daar?

Was daar kleur daar?

Of was dit swart en wit

Was dit, ongeskik

Was dit alleen daar?

Was daar kleur daar?

Ek is bleikbaar klaar verlos deur drippels op my kop

Maar my hande voel gebonde en ek sukkel om te stop

Die kooltjies van my entjies verbrand klaar my tyd

En die voëltjies by my venster het al lankal ophou fluit

My klere is in bondels en daars niemand wat wil stryk

En die duiwel op my grondpad met haar blond gedyede pruik

Haar vingernaels is skerp en bloedrooi mooi gepaint

En haar hande wat soos slange lyk het my lankal klaar gegryp

Die meisie met die vlekke en stories oor ou smart

Het my weg laat kryp en neergegooi met snye in my hart

Ek was verkeerd gewees ek weet wit-leuntjies is nie reg nie

Maar ek het voort gebeur aangehou geen meer washouplek nie

Ons leer mos so raak groot probeer ons net ons bes

En in die asbakkies van verkeerde keuses leer ons mos ons les

Daar is pyn in elke oogwink en stories in elke kreukel

Daar verskyn altyd duiwels in elke kombers wat ek heukel

Daar verdwyn nog gedagtes met elke trekjie van 'n stok

Verduidelik altyd verder as iemand wil kom klop

Op die voorstoep van verlede is daar koffie aan die brou

In die voorskote van tannies is daar Wilson toffies net vir jou

Maar draai sal hulle draai en voor lank is jy ook oud

Wat jy saai sal jy maai en die donkerte is koud

Eks gesit op hierdie kersboom om die land 'n wenk te gee

Daar is al lankal nie meer tyd nie so hou op om om te gee

Hey daar welkom terug ons het jou lank genoeg gemis

Was dit alleen daar?

Was daar kleur daar?

Of was dit swart en wit

Was dit, ongeskik

Was dit alleen daar?

Was daar kleur daar?

Hey daar welkom terug ons het jou lank genoeg gemis

Was dit alleen daar?

Was daar kleur daar?

Of was dit swart en wit

Was dit, ongeskik

Was dit alleen daar?

Was daar kleur daar?

Hey there welcome back we missed you long enough

Was it alone there?

Was there color there?

Or was it black and white

Was it, inappropriate

Was it alone there?

Was there color there?

Thank you Lord for picking up

Amal killed

I'm alone, it's midnight

And everyone is unfit

It's dark and thunder strikes

It's raining again tonight

I walked a little far

Looking for some power

At the deep end of the pool

Am I looking for some air

I'm trying to cross but there are holes in my bridge

I're losing a tiny little piece of my heart again

If I say goodbye time and time again

And snippets tie around smart

But there pain deep down there

Under all my skin

And there's wine for hiding and bags full of pills

So I sit back and still take a sip for the pain

Because where I wake up in the night air, the pain will soon disappear

It's dusk in my words and midnight in my verse

I dance with ghosts around the flickers of a candle

In a mud pond full of nonsense a boy sits and creates more porridge

Sunsets that are worth something take a while to hike

There are arrows in my bow and many feathers in my hat

But the sails of my soul ship

Was bled by guns

There is dust on the horizon and stones in the road

But if I stop and look for water

Might it walk past me

Hey there welcome back we missed you long enough

Was it alone there?

Was there color there?

Or was it black and white

Was it, inappropriate

Was it alone there?

Was there color there?

I am apparently already saved by drops on my head

But my hands feel bound and I struggle to stop

The coals on my feet are already burning my time

And the birds at my window have long since stopped whistling

My clothes are in bundles and there is no one who wants to iron

And the devil on my dirt road with her blond thorny wig

Her fingernails are sharp and blood red nicely painted

And her hands that look like snakes have long since grabbed me

The girl with the stains and stories about old grief

Made me crawl away and threw me down with cuts in my heart

I was wrong I know white lies are not right

But I kept happening no more washing place

We learn to grow up so we just try our best

And in the ashtrays of wrong choices we learn our lesson

There is pain in every blink of an eye and stories in every crease

There are always demons in every blanket I crochet

Thoughts still disappear with each pull of a stick

Always explain further if someone wants to come and knock

Coffee is brewing on the front porch of the past

In the aprons of aunties there are Wilson toffees just for you

But turn they will turn and before long you are old too

What you sow you will reap and the darkness is cold

I'm sitting on this Christmas tree to give the country a hint

There has been no time for a long time so stop caring

Hey there welcome back we missed you long enough

Was it alone there?

Was there color there?

Or was it black and white

Was it, inappropriate

Was it alone there?

Was there color there?

Hey there welcome back we missed you long enough

Was it alone there?

Was there color there?

Or was it black and white

Was it, inappropriate

Was it alone there?

Was there color there?