Gil Scott Heron Follow

Which slipped up to the hotel door
Darting looks from piercing eyes
The stir of memory and then no more

Well, you know how I have to believe
She can almost remember my name

It's been a long time coming, babe
Long time lose amongst foreign hills
Shaking my faith in this free will

Years ago in a coastal town
Mosquitoes buzzed in her hair
School dress torn and bare feet brown
Then the rains came and she wasn't there

You're closing your doors on me
When you had almost remembered my name

It's been a long time coming, babe
Long time lose amongst foreign hills
Shaking my faith in this free will

Sharp points in an ink black sky
Faint words collide, then are lost
I'll follow you beneath this dome
Win you back at any cost

I know we were children then
But you can almost remember my name

It's been a long time coming, babe
Long time lose amongst foreign hills
Well, let's be children still
Don't shake my faith in this free will

Don't shake my faith in this free will
Don't shake my faith in this free will
Don't shake my faith in this free will
Don't shake my faith in this free will

Which slipped up to the hotel door
Darting looks from piercing eyes