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Step off a train, all alone at dawn
Back into the hole where I was born
Sun in the sky, never raised an eye to me
There's blood on the tracks, and they must be mine
Fool on the hill, and I feel fine
Don't look back, 'cause you know what you might see
Look into the wall of my mind's eye
I think I know, but I don't know why
Questions of the answers you might need
Comin' in a mess, going out in style
I ain't good lookin', but I'm someone's child
No one can give me the air that's mine to breathe
I met my maker, I made him cry
And on my shoulder, he asked me why
As people won't fly through the storm
I said listen up now, we don't even know you're born
All my people right here, right now
D'you know what I mean? (yeah, yeah) /x3
I don't really care for what you believe
So open up your fist and you will receive
The thoughts and the words of every man you'll meet
Get up off the floor of the leaving line
No one's ever gonna ever ask you twice
Get all the fuss and bring it all home to me
I met my maker, I made him cry
And on my shoulder, he asked me why
As people won't fly through the storm
I said listen up now, we don't even know you're born
All my people right here, right now
D'you know what I mean? (yeah, yeah) /x3
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И всъщност не ми пука кой в какво вярва, независимо от националността, религията или произхода му - докато не започне да вижда в мое лице враг, търсейки храна за гнева и страховете си. Защото аз не правя така... И защото свръхчовеците едва ли биха имали нужда от самодоказване чрез отрицание на всичко различно - просто щяха да са по-силни и над тия неща... Ако приемем, че свръхчовеци има. Защото и в това не вярвам.
П.С.: Затова по-добре вижте хубавия сняг преди да се е стопил и излезте навън. Прекаленото вживяване в Дир-а води до девиации.
Редактирано от Roxy на 23.11.08 14:16.
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