Dream Line
The following song has a distant cousin whose muse inspired the 1989 song Birthright by ABWH.
Dream line
Song for the Aborigi knees
A newborn man dreaming in the eye
scent of music in the flowers
believing more in many weighs
it holds the key that divides the super heroes
this wall is never open
to anglos they are wired,
they were blasted by the silver pound
they were blasted to the wall of sound
this place
this place ain’t big enough
for wrongs and rights
counting of the states’ men fumblin’ one baloon
spending all the treasures they had
so the catcher be chasing aft his number one
they released the dog inside
are humane after owl
so begins our dream line
they hunted like the dodo bird
we the pure
they the savage ignorant
how they cross their investments after oil
come on
for without them we are loan-ly
this land is so deride
for without them we are sorely
will surely change the wild
this place ain’t big enough
for wrongs and rights
this place ain’t big enough
for stars at night
this place
this face
this grace
this mace
is yours by your birth, right?
the son has better feelings
Untied now we are fine
to deliver our exit scans
keep it up
keep it up
give it up this human time
give us some
we can break the time of human dangers
number two to mold the fee
singing of the congress station
we are all them, they are we
this place ain’t big enough
for wrongs and rights
this place ain’t big enough
for stars at night
this place
this face
this grace
this space
is yours by your birth, right?
What are your thoughts?