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Someone saw him
In the pocket of the Nigerian
Who pregnant
Crossed the strait

Someone saw him looking
For a gap among the refugees
That no one felt like waste

Watch over us
And over them, watch
Many believe
That he exists
And, fair
And generous

Watch over us
And over them
They say he watches

Someone saw him
In the gaze of the black boy
Carrying on his shoulder
A combat weapon

Someone saw him
In the dirty brothels of Manila
Next to the girl
Whose father sold her

Watch over us
And over them, watch
Many believe
That he exists
And, fair
And generous

Watch over us
And over them
They say he watches
And we are equal
All of us are

We are equal in his eyes
Someone saw him among the bones of the Mexicans
Scattered throughout the desert
Someone saw him when the hitman put away the gun
And the body rested among the cars

And over us, watch
Many believe
That he exists
And, fair
And generous

Watch over us
And over them
They say he watches

Watch over us and over us they say he watches
Watch over us and over them he watches
Watch over us and over them he watches