Twenty-five years and my life is still
Trying to get up the great big hill of hope
For a destination.
I realized quickly when I knew
I should that the world was never this brotherhood of man
For whatever that means.
And so I cry sometimes.
When I'm lying in bed
just to get it all out.
What's in my head...
And I'm ...I'm feeling a little peculiar.
And so I wake in the morning .
And I step outside.
And I take a deep breath.
and I get real high.
And I scream at the top of my lungs....
What's going on?.
And I say: HEY! yeah yeaaah,.
HEY yeah yea.
I said hey, what's going on?.
And I say: HEY! yeah yeaaah,.
HEY yeah yeaI said hey,
.
what's going on?.
ooh, ooh ooh.
and I try, oh my god do I try
I try all the time, in these institutions .
And I pray, oh my god do I pray.
I pray every single day.
For a revolution..
And so I cry sometimes
When I'm lying bed
Just to get it all out
What's in my head
And I, I am feeling a little peculiar
And so I wake in the morning
And I step outside
And I take a deep breath
and I get real high
And I scream at the top of my lungs
What's going on?
And I say, hey hey hey hey
I said hey, what's going on?
Twenty-five years and my life is still
Trying to get up that great big hill of hope
for a destination.
terça-feira, 4 de novembro de 2008
What's up
12:35
teacher Jota



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