The plantation歌词

作词 : Tamas Wells
作曲 : Tamas Wells
Trees planted in rows
Separated by
Stakes and laneways through
And crosses painted blue
I ran between the trees
Until I couldn't see
The shadows of my feet
Maybe it's the last
Maybe it's the last time?

The plantation goes east
Of billboards and estates
Of real estate agents and their sons
Chased with water guns
Could I climb my way to see them?
Could I shout to make them hear me?
Could I wake them in the morning?
Could I find them in our backyard?
Please open up their eyes
Please open their eyes again