Oh baby, where’s my kingdom?
Why don’t you share everything?
And what’s your problem?
Just stop going out of skin!
So many questions to post,
So little time to live
We’re becoming ghosts
In this hemisphere
My heart is like an ashtray
Is getting dark and dry,
We’ve lost our way
Oh baby, don’t ask me why.
Just stay on your own,
Even when it’s hard to stand
You got to stand on a rock
And smile despite the wind
You’re getting wiser,
Your eyes are blossoming,
Body, come closer
Nobody is listening.
Even in your darkest days,
Remind these rules of true:
You must just stand straight
And keep your soul near you.
keep your heart close to the ground
© Copyright: Грэм Гринхорн, 2012
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