Luyện nghe bài hát Other People Are Us

By umberto
As sung by jones

never been more lonely.
The night is in.
I wish for monday morning and the people of the to heal me,
Opening
flowers to a cruel sun.
Going the motions
With no chance to show deep emotion.

When sing and cry
they live and die
Can't we see other people, those are us

live inside
Vultures try to
In the mirrors we see people are us

The walls are falling with the breath of an idea.
See allah in the and jesus in the mosque.
Our is turning.

Heros behind miles (minds? ) of prejudice.
Cowards try to the easiness of our division.

As the fly thru leaves of africa
Do cry as they witness our tears?
Will the hands of become the hand of greed?
There will be a time those people are us.

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Living in the of isolation
Of and tranquility
But or later in this whole world, those people are us

Yes, we are all the
The nations of the
Young ones trapped by chemicals, no hope to on
The families
by metal men
Travelers from the east in suburban reservations
We are the
Of the hands
There will come a time when those are us