I was looking out of the window The view was a road and an opposite wall And I decided to think of nothing Emptying my brain for all the ******* and Lies I had read today and let it sink into the silt Of the forgotten yet is silt that one day can be made of mud and do a lasting service for mankind, and since the settlers keep bulldozing Palestinian dwellings, no, no I will not think of This and why should I since I'm not thinking Like the rest of the world.
Man, it is difficult not to think about love and death And all the things in between so I look at the white wall It is five years it was painted, but it still looks new. No, this is too hard I will go and make a coffee eat A biscuit and think the freezer need to be defrosted