I have seen a kind of world where stars do not exist, where you´d kill for a cherry where freedom´s just a myth, where the right to clean air is an idealistic dream and the pavement is so hard it hardens up your good will.
Chorus All I know is the wind blows all I know is the dirt spreads. And all I know´s when the wind blows, the dirt spreads.
I have seen a kind of world where opinions are contagious, where dying far away and young is still considered to be couragious where a small man with a big shade acts like the master of all beings and if you ask him, he will say God is standing right behind him
Chorus
I have seen a kind of world where the past is full of errors turning back, turning to salt on a young and falling Babylon, and those who know, have got to show no useless hesitation for many who talk about liberation don´t know enough about revolution.