I am touching this world through the TV glass I am gathering news one by one Reading headlines words, learning them by heart Listening to these truth even if they’re false
I am hopeless soul in Kursk with the deepest kind of fear I am mother of black Rwanda famine crying over kids I am pilot of the plane falling down in Allah’s name I am a silent face of holocaust A lost link in the a-chain I’m the end of god’s word The beginning of the shame But I’m not the answer when they ask Where do I go from here?
In the crowd where I still drown In the mass where I can’t breathe I’ am nothing I mean nothing I feel nothing Nothing’s me
In the political maze At the golden mountain’s peak I’ am nothing I’m still nothing I’ve got nothing Don’t you see?
From the moment I was born Till the hour of my death I’ am looking for Looking for the sense In the mist of my doubts In the chaos of my mind I am this -god- what you are What you are…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
