| With madness swirling all around Where no logic can be found A since of control lingers there In the place of dirty air Where men are not men And women are not women Where love is but a word And life has no meaning In that place where most feel safe In that place where most are brave There lives a thought that can�t be forgotten A dream that can�t be buried In the place with dirty ground A dream of peace that lingers there In the place of dirty air A dream of love is hoped for there In the place of dirty air A dream of freedom hangs In that dirty air A dream of happiness does linger there But will it be found, In the place of dirty air? |
| Dirty Air |
| Auther : Me of Course |