A poison mixed with selfish bliss Safe, yet afraid of what we might have missed Such answers dangle before our eyes Our faces closed tight in foolish pride
IF ONLY WE COULD REACH BEYOND BORDERS IF ONLY WE KEEP MOVING FORWARD
While we pretend not to notice, they die in vain Β Β She was but a young ******* a runaway train... Is it fear or hate that feeds the cruel Innocence perishes when supremacy rules...
Fear and oppression, stubborn as a mule Poor and hungry beg, borrow and steal Blinded by the greed of a broken land As another lost child slips through our hands...
Traveler Tim re to 1-18 The interesting thing about this song is it came to me in a dream. Strange enough, in the dream I was on a train and turned the intercom on, Shakira was singing this song. The chorus line was her words or moreover, my imagination. Thank you for reading.