Amos

I walk in the streets I see faces and hear voices Confused eyes People get rich People ask for

To sleep Without the fear to dream TO dream about you, my friend To try To forget the past

Promise not to say That you told me so Promise not to say That I'm getting too old

In a bad land Thirsty for water Ruled by thorns and weeds Hard like stone Dry like a desert

In the storm Fear in the hearts Darkness around Furious sea Lightning and thunder Strong

Lately I, Ive been heading for a breakdown Every time I leave my house Well It feels just like a shake

There is a great gain in godliness With contentment For we brought nothing into this world And we

In the color of the night Depressed souls wandering In the shadows of a graveyard Under the light of