Am I what
they are not?
And what if I am,
Who cares?
And what if I am,
Who cares?
Here I am
one of them.
Above or under water,
They are none but me.
And I don’t know how to swim…
Above or under water,
They are none but me.
And I don’t know how to swim…
Why the water,
why the sea?
Not enough of what I see:
Rape, shots and robbery.
Not enough of what I see:
Rape, shots and robbery.
When they
came did I ask
“What is mine, dear Sir?
Tell me now: what is yours?”
A piece of land, a precious stone, dark oil, hard wood –
Belonging to you, belonging to me?
“What is mine, dear Sir?
Tell me now: what is yours?”
A piece of land, a precious stone, dark oil, hard wood –
Belonging to you, belonging to me?
Look,
look!
They brought to us:
Mirrors, diseases and hand-me-downs.
Rifle in hand, foot of steel, here they are
And have always been.
A WILL like theirs is not my will.
What do I know?
And still…
They brought to us:
Mirrors, diseases and hand-me-downs.
Rifle in hand, foot of steel, here they are
And have always been.
A WILL like theirs is not my will.
What do I know?
And still…
Arms and
legs and head and feet,
Here is the water,
My body just sinks.
Deep down, deep down, is there a THERE which is mine, which is yours?
Here is the water,
My body just sinks.
Deep down, deep down, is there a THERE which is mine, which is yours?
I want to
go where they came from
I WANT TO GO WHERE THEY CAME FROM!
I WANT TO GO WHERE THEY CAME FROM!
Vienna, June 8th 2015