The shadows of night
Spill selfless emotions into the streets
Start over
Flashback
Where do the good
Go to eat
And how do some end up on the street
I need to be better
I need to be
Well
As a matter of fact
Life on earth is hell
To some
We conquer
And divide
We drift along
The shores
And continental line
Politics,
Imaginary !
Political,
Imagery.
Prolific, energy.
And they say we’re free