politics – Page 3 – Scriptorium '77

Éowyn

She leads me home
Where I come from
Pushes me softly
In my back

Lying awake in my dream
I can’t find any sleep
So I need to scream a little

standing in the middle of nowhere
i’m still seeing clear
thus I’m having fear
not of the unknown

green means hope
if you look around
green is the main colour
even if you live in a big city

there is an atmosphere of
four degrees below zero
the hemisphere grows dark
and the moon is my hero

See the one side flee
See the other side turn on you
It’s a two-faced betrayal

I can see a river
and it is dry
I can see a child
it’s about to cry

while the idiots run our planet
our morals flushed down the
toilets of our kingdoms
while the floods appear

life is simply a tv show
existence is entertainment
where power swallows the poor
where idiots run the country

Open the window
Let in the wind of change
Don’t act strange
Seeking for revenge