Out at the desert I just can see
In the darkest nights a million stars above me
I can’t tell which is the northern star?
The only one from home I see
They are all so bright they dazzle me
If I live at the desert how great will that be
But I just remember in the sand live thing that would kill me
And without people it just can’t be
Back at home all drama the thought just suffocates me
The children in the street running with bare feet
From car to car a pound they seek
Or the woman with her child and the old man
All looking around in a race for money they beg and beg please
At that scene people look and still wave reluctantly “get a job”
Where are the jobs someone tell me
It’s a third world country
We’re poor that’s what they say
But with all the corruption, how cant they?
Those who rule with gold is sewed their sheet
And under their feet servants bend and smile fake-Ly
With all the oppression soon there will be
In just I while I know with them I’ll walk shouting
In the name of revolution you’ll all see
I hope they don’t kill but we know the hate would make them blindly
With the scraps they built their houses a guillotine will be
It is all so scary, I hope the victims won’t be you and me
Because they might think we used them and got up easily
Be a helping hand next time, we all want peace. Don’t we?
Give the people the right to be above the line of poverty
So just like the millions of stars in the desert sky
We can all shine brightly and have chances EQUALLY!
I want home to be the place I long to see