Lazy or Broken

Ghostly streets under a burning sun
White-hot walls that provide no relief

Why is he in such a place
He never knows if he's lazy or broken into pieces

Vanishing shades, abandoned factories
For him anguish is a shapeless world, all white

Why is he in such a place
He never knows if he's lazy or broken into pieces

He's just 5, wandering alone
His mouth is so dry
What a cruel sky
When he knocks on the door no one wants to answer him
C'est la vie

Why is he in such a place
He never knows if he's lazy or broken into pieces

Prayer call, out of the blue
Sand dunes dance under the crescent moon



Credits
Writer(s): Yves Debodinance
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