Poets in Jail
Words, just simple words
To show, to hide the reason why
All our thoughts are
Leftover fruits left to rot in a jar
Chasing a dream, silently screaming
We laugh, we cry we live, we die
Only on those pages
Our own cages
Gliding on lines we give off the light
Like a beacon on an empty lonely island
Lost inside the night run over by
Lost inside the night run over by
Run over by, run over by darkness cause
To the world we've got nothing to say
To the world we scream out in vain
Empty voices without any face
Our own voice, of poets in jail
Dust, just ash and dust
Is what will remain, we are empty handed again
Back to the start, our own thoughts have been teared apart
Gliding on lines we give off the light
Like a beacon on an empty lonely island
Lost inside the night run over by
Lost inside the night run over by
Run over by, run over by darkness cause
To the world we've got nothing to say
To the world we scream out in vain
Empty voices without any face
Our own voice, of poets in jail
Our own voice, of poets in jail
Our own voice, of poets in jail
To the world we've got nothing to say
To the world we scream out in vain
Empty voices without any face
Our own voice, of poets in jail
Who defines what is win and what is fail
When indifference has no blame
Empty voices without any face
Our own voice, of poets in jail
To the world we've got nothing to say
To show, to hide the reason why
All our thoughts are
Leftover fruits left to rot in a jar
Chasing a dream, silently screaming
We laugh, we cry we live, we die
Only on those pages
Our own cages
Gliding on lines we give off the light
Like a beacon on an empty lonely island
Lost inside the night run over by
Lost inside the night run over by
Run over by, run over by darkness cause
To the world we've got nothing to say
To the world we scream out in vain
Empty voices without any face
Our own voice, of poets in jail
Dust, just ash and dust
Is what will remain, we are empty handed again
Back to the start, our own thoughts have been teared apart
Gliding on lines we give off the light
Like a beacon on an empty lonely island
Lost inside the night run over by
Lost inside the night run over by
Run over by, run over by darkness cause
To the world we've got nothing to say
To the world we scream out in vain
Empty voices without any face
Our own voice, of poets in jail
Our own voice, of poets in jail
Our own voice, of poets in jail
To the world we've got nothing to say
To the world we scream out in vain
Empty voices without any face
Our own voice, of poets in jail
Who defines what is win and what is fail
When indifference has no blame
Empty voices without any face
Our own voice, of poets in jail
To the world we've got nothing to say
Credits
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Luca Pegoraro, Stefano Negro, Luigi Di Carlo, Andrea Finetto
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