i ve seen the plains of india blowing in the wind i ve heard the cries of africa will they ever end we danced around the fire there were faces in the flames earth was being broken as they leaped up and decay when have i been here i ve seen this before when have i seen this i ve been here before i listened to the chanting of the voices through the rain and the paint ran down their faces while everything washed away the villages were burning and turning me around this ground that we had danced on began to make a sound when have i been here i ve seen this before when have i seen this i ve been here before  when have i been here i ve seen this before when have i seen this i ve been here before you have returned if only for a moment lost what you learned your big ideas have disappeared now we will wait to see you again