Written for the 'I have a dream' project / 'The mistress in motion'.
The project is still in a dreaming phase, more news about this if and when it becomes reality...
The days of the wise men are over.
Their stories turned into mythes.
The heroes and heroïnes of which they spoke
all seem to fade in the mist.
The natural state of mankind
is standing on our doorstep again.
Growling and grinding, gasping for breath
she says : 'Please, please let me in!'
Free as a bird you think you are ?
I dare to say you are wrong.
The things you were told?
Well, you've bought what they sold
and they made you believe you needed them.
You see, freedom has nothing to do
with how you keep yourself
locked in a cage.
Don't think for a second
what i say is not true.
'cause who would you fool
but yourself... '
(c) ilse wanten 2008
Their stories turned into mythes.
The heroes and heroïnes of which they spoke
all seem to fade in the mist.
The natural state of mankind
is standing on our doorstep again.
Growling and grinding, gasping for breath
she says : 'Please, please let me in!'
Free as a bird you think you are ?
I dare to say you are wrong.
The things you were told?
Well, you've bought what they sold
and they made you believe you needed them.
You see, freedom has nothing to do
with how you keep yourself
locked in a cage.
Don't think for a second
what i say is not true.
'cause who would you fool
but yourself... '
(c) ilse wanten 2008
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