Strange World

Is this violonce
That will make the world
Without mercy
The fire will burn

The hole is darkness
HAve nobody to help
None answer
None question

I would like to fly
I would like to have
A future like
My true life

The sky don't shy
Look like a yellow bee
Flying to universe
Escaping from here

Where are our minds
Losing the free life
Burning money
Playing away from here

The reason don't talk
What the people know
Is a little thought
About the world

The things have meanig
The anwsers all the world
And the violonce call
The real life