Monday, 19 March 2012

WHEN I WAKE UP

 I wake up in the rising sun
 see on this earth
 I'm looking for
 where the plants go green
 with there is just a concrete jungle
 high climbing blue sky
 the only one  just
 the painting on the wall

 I wake up in the rising sun
 look at this world
 I'm looking for
 where the loss of sympathy
 and human values
 Was this feeling dead
 in our lives today
 bodies come
 as of the refinery

 I wake up in the rising sun
 look at this self-
 I'm looking for
 who I am
 just a weak servant
 with no guidelines
 pervert on every second passed
 try to find my way home
 but keep getting lost

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