Menchu
What I've seen through bright blue eyes I wouldn't wish on anyone
These fields of green once in my mind now turn red
These green green hills of blurred memories I've seen in dreams
Of dying now upon these places people's faces I've known and loved
I organize the fighters, I organize the funerals
I am forced to love the fighters and I organize the cause
I wish to float above my fields, to feel the maize upon my tongue
To dream the flight I've dreamed without red without the dread
I realize I need a green soft wind and grass, trees, and my brothers with me again
We were all happy dancing in nature then shying away
I come now to face the people I want to love
I cannot see them die again
Coming to an end and I find myself understanding little more than before
What's left to imagination and the swift salt of the sea
I crave the salt to fill the air with my lungs
Vacuum, sucking, gasping, sea wall crushed to pebbles, shredded and disheveled
No one would care if in a crowded crumble it gave way, but I would
Necessarily, I am no one
It takes two dimensional portrait to embellish my character
I know this and I feel this, but somehow the dream that another place could change that
I wish I knew what they felt
Like placed in a wall to keep lives safe
To know the secret pleasure of being kissed to death by salt water
To give way like all of the temporal creation
Cool, hard, cool waves, rock hard cool coursing
Cyclic comedic overcome, this will eventually destroy you
It is not possible to hold water
What I've seen through bright blue eyes I wouldn't wish on anyone
These fields of green once in my mind now turn red
These green hills of blurred memories
These green hills of dead bodies
These green hills wait for me
I am coming, I am coming
I am
These fields of green once in my mind now turn red
These green green hills of blurred memories I've seen in dreams
Of dying now upon these places people's faces I've known and loved
I organize the fighters, I organize the funerals
I am forced to love the fighters and I organize the cause
I wish to float above my fields, to feel the maize upon my tongue
To dream the flight I've dreamed without red without the dread
I realize I need a green soft wind and grass, trees, and my brothers with me again
We were all happy dancing in nature then shying away
I come now to face the people I want to love
I cannot see them die again
Coming to an end and I find myself understanding little more than before
What's left to imagination and the swift salt of the sea
I crave the salt to fill the air with my lungs
Vacuum, sucking, gasping, sea wall crushed to pebbles, shredded and disheveled
No one would care if in a crowded crumble it gave way, but I would
Necessarily, I am no one
It takes two dimensional portrait to embellish my character
I know this and I feel this, but somehow the dream that another place could change that
I wish I knew what they felt
Like placed in a wall to keep lives safe
To know the secret pleasure of being kissed to death by salt water
To give way like all of the temporal creation
Cool, hard, cool waves, rock hard cool coursing
Cyclic comedic overcome, this will eventually destroy you
It is not possible to hold water
What I've seen through bright blue eyes I wouldn't wish on anyone
These fields of green once in my mind now turn red
These green hills of blurred memories
These green hills of dead bodies
These green hills wait for me
I am coming, I am coming
I am
Credits
Writer(s): Ben Graham
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