smoke

Risin from the

fires of the night

•

                                                     The city (!)

( the AMERICA )                              

//

we know

All good reasons for fear

All good reasons to join

The gang we think most popular

The gang we think most powerful

||

little steps

Thru the violent streets

Towards an incomprehensible dawn

//

we wonder

what it is we seek

//

Maybe a little rain

Maybe a little punishment

•

Step by step

Reaching for

An invisible dream

//

I am here

You can feel

Some hope

Every now and then

//

Little child

You are such a lovely being

As the smoke

Rises above the street

The clowns and the police

Everybody

Is surely here