We swallow the rain
to flush out the shame
the skies are arranged
to shower everyday
Ho…..
Fight the fires,
while the silence tells us it’s time to burn,
while the wind is whispers, forget where to turn,
while the water drowns our chances to learn,
while the rainfall makes us…
What we want,
are the spoils of greed that empires flaunt,
is the golden search for what we cant
is the dying mind of precious want.
What we want
If wonders cleanse the minds of searchers driven wild,
I’ll look for lights inside the heavens, like a child
If wonders cleanse the minds of searchers driven wild,
I’ll look for lights inside the heavens, like a child