Saturday, August 10, 2019

Hashash Amiti - Not from Here





I think I'm not from here
I'm from a distant land perhaps
The buildings are painted white
The yards are too green

I think you're also not from here
You're a piece from another game
You dress like everyone
But you no longer fit in

When you stare into my eyes
And without a voice whisper to me
Escape with me to the east

When the robots will land
In the yards and gardens
We'll be considered dead
The bourgeois robots

When you stare into my eyes
And without a voice whisper to me
Escape with me to the east

I think I'm not from here
I think you're also not from here

https://hashash-amiti.bandcamp.com/album/--2


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