What About Me?
What about me Living just to be What they want me to be? No job, no wife, no car No life to live so far And they just talk and cheat, And lie and steal and bleat About each other The truth they smother While this world bleeds and stutters and dies But their lies Stifle our cries, Our goodbyes To those we love Both those above, And those below, now and always. No-one plays In these streets any more Everyone is shut behind their door Afraid to give Or live Their lives. Earth strives To breathe We leave Our children Love hidden We face each other Lover, Friend, another As strangers 09/12/2000