Lyrics:

Late one night I was lying awake.
I was thinking of what langston hughes had said.
I heard the birds of the mornin rousin'.
Birds of prey in my heart I was thinkin'.
Home is a raisin field. A raisin field is calling me.
Home is a raisin field. Oh raisin field! You're callin' me.

In the middle of a hidin' hole I was surely awakened by the thing that I know.
It had the shape of a shadow a-nearin'.
Clouds of mystery around it were clearin'.
Home is a raisin field. A raisin field is calling me.
Home is a raisin field. Oh! Raisin field calls to me.

I'm balanced on the razor edge.
I'm balanced on the razor edge. I'm balanced on the razor edge.
And hangin' on by the skin of my teeth.

In my heart the walls have been broken.
All around the silence is achin'.
Centerstage is a memory or two. The last will or a testament to you.
Hope is a razor hedge. A razor edge is calling me.
Hope is a razor hedge. A razor's edge calls to me.

I fear I know the things I hope.
I fear I know the things I hope.
I fear I know the things I hope.