Not Drowning, Waving – The Migrant lyrics

And when it is Winter, the cold wind blows his hair
So he hangs around the station, the station is warm
This farmer from Turkey, well he's fled from his home
So he walks round the city and he walks round alone

But this migrant's not asking for favours, no
This migrant's not asking for favours this time
And this tired man he wants to rest
This tired man he just wants to rest for a while

It was a rotten ship journey, to get to this place
On a promise of rainbows, to escape from the war
He'll be sent to the mountains to work on the scheme,
It will turn all the rivers away from the sea.

But this migrant's not asking for favours, no
This migrants not asking for favours this time
He just whistles this soft tune, an old Turkish lament,
And he'll take what he's given, he's gonna work damm hard til it hurts

So he waits at the station, just looking around
A bit tired and regretful, he just wants to go home

But this migrant's not asking for favours, no
This migrant's not asking for favours this time
The tired man he wants to rest
This tired old man he just wants to rest for awhile