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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