I live in a country
of treachery and lies.
In the streets where people are walking
with eyes much like the skies.
Me and my baby out there walking,
walking through the park at night.
See some people in there talking,
just looking to pick a fight.
I waited so long for
something to change.
It just keeps on getting darker
as the clouds begin to drain.
I will lie down in my bed
and wait for someone to take me away.
No one needs you when you’re dead,
you’re one with the river, they say.
I waited so long
for something to change.
I get thirsty, I get tired,
the days are long and the lights are strange.