Road to Ibadan - Kele

We talk about corruption

On the road to Ibadan

You play the peacemaker

To build a bridge between us

You plan this trip away

I warned you I would be distant

But you coax and you charm

Like a clearing in the trees

Like footsteps

Walking on a grave

It’s in the soil

The ghosts of the ancestors surrounds us

Do I start to see you?

In the furrow of my brow

In the ebony eyes you gave me

Do I tell the children?

That you gave me my first drink

But I could never own you

For you raged and you hid

And you didn’t leave a trace

Like footsteps

Walking on a grave

It’s in the soil

The ghosts of the ancestors surrounds us