i used to look outside
my barred window
and wonder
if i could run
where would i go
somewhere away from this
cold, cold, place
somewhere i would not
feel shame
to show my face
somewhere over the rainbow...
some make believe land
i don't understand
why there is so much hate
and man kills man
i long for a world
that's filled with love
but all i found
were guns and drugs...
somewhere you'll find me...
pigeons fly over
the project roofs
they fill me
with a jealousy
since there is
no escape for me
if those rats with wings
can fly
well why then
oh why
can't i?
And the dreams that you dare to dream
will my children return to me?
their smiling faces i long to see
i suppose it was deemed not to be
i pray to see them somewhere
heavenly
that's where you'll find me...

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