[female
vocals] (
Soft,
slow
piano
notes
echoing
in
the
distance) (
Sustained
synth
pads)
Oh,
the
wind
is
cold
in
Obanliku
today.
Silence
hangs
heavy
where
voices
used
to
be.
Engineer
Celestine
Abaka,
the
pillar
has
fallen
down.
A
man
who
kept
our
people
in
the
center
of
his
crown.
He
saw
the
best
in
everyone,
a
mentor
to
the
young,
Now
his
story
turns
to
silence,
a
song
that’
s
left
unsung.
He
walked
with
grace
and
purpose,
with
a
heart
so
pure
and
wide,
Now
the
shadows
stretch
across
the
hills
where
he
once
stood
with
pride.
Oh,
Obanliku,
where
is
the
light
we
used
to
know?
Why
do
the
brightest
fires
fade
before
they
have
the
chance
to
grow?
Barrister
Tanko,
gone
in
the
October
rain,
Barrister
Dan,
left
us
in
the
same
year
of
pain.
And
now
Celestine,
on
this
seventh
day
of
gloom,
We
are
walking
through
the
valley,
lost
within
the
tomb.
Two
years
ago,
we
said
goodbye
to
Tanko
in
the
fall,
Two
years
ago,
we
said
goodbye
to
Tanko
in
the
fall,
Then
Dan
followed
in
the
shadows,
answering
the
call.
And
now
in
twenty-six,
the
heavy
blow
has
struck
again,
Taking
the
engineer,
the
best
of
all
our
men.
We
look
around
for
leaders,
for
the
ones
who
lift
the
floor,
But
the
doors
are
closing
slowly,
leaving
us
with
nothing
more.
Oh,
Obanliku,
where
is
the
light
we
used
to
know?
Why
do
the
brightest
fires
fade
before
they
have
the
chance
to
grow?
Barrister
Tanko,
gone
in
the
October
rain,
Barrister
Dan,
left
us
in
the
same
year
of
pain.
And
now
Celestine,
on
this
seventh
day
of
gloom,
We
are
walking
through
the
valley,
lost
within
the
tomb.
Can’
t
the
youth
find
steady
ground
upon
this
sacred
land?
Must
we
bury
all
the
visionaries
buried
in
the
sand?
Who
will
teach
us?
Who
will
guide
us?
Who
will
show
the
way?
When
the
men
we
look
up
to
are
carried
far
away?
Obanliku,
wake
up,
see
the
price
we
have
to
pay,
We’
re
losing
all
our
anchors,
day
by
weary
day.
Celestine,
your
heart
was
gold,
you
wanted
us
to
rise,
We
see
the
tears
of
the
community
reflecting
in
your
eyes.
You
gave
your
strength
to
everyone,
you
poured
your
soul
into
the
task,
Now
we’
re
left
with
empty
hearts
and
faces
behind
a
mask.
May
the
ancestors
receive
you,
may
your
journey
be
at
peace,
May
the
sorrow
in
these
valleys
find
a
way
to
finally
cease.
Oh,
Obanliku,
where
is
the
light
we
used
to
know?
Why
do
the
brightest
fires
fade
before
they
have
the
chance
to
grow?
Barrister
Tanko,
gone
in
the
October
rain,
Barrister
Dan,
left
us
in
the
same
year
of
pain.
And
now
Celestine,
on
this
seventh
day
of
gloom,
We
are
walking
through
the
valley,
lost
within
the
tomb.
Rest
now,
Celestine.
Rest
now,
Tanko
and
Dan.
Obanliku
remembers.
We
will
never
forget. (
Piano
fades
into
silence)