I always see the same things when I close my eyes I am always hoping I could clear my mind The son of my father and the son of Sam The daughter of my mother and another mans hand
The prisons seem endless in a soulless land A still life painting of a still born man Searching for reason with irrational plans Malnourished children hugging Uncle Sam
I know
listening to our own conversation watching our own gestation whispering our own frustration encouraging our own starvation
I know
There is no justice there are only lies There are no prisons there is only crime There is no health there are only goodbyes There are no truths there is only disguise There is no heaven there are only fires There are no states there is only attire There is no nation there are only cease fires There are no wars there is only desire There is only you for you to recognize.
I always see the same things when I close my eyes I was just hoping I could clear my mind The son of my father and the son of Sam The daughter of my mother and another mans hand
Entrevista con Chris #2 [Anti-Flag] (Subtitulada ... Anti-Flag - Acoustic at 11th St Records | Punk Rock Bowling 2015 - Duration: ... From The Corner ...