Tel AvivSwish, swish goes the water that I cannot hear From my high perched hotel room up above the pier Where I sit comfortably with friends talking of the basics and simplistics Sipping casually from drinks we see as fancy but what is this A detachment from the nature, from the water, from the air Thinking we have nothing to feel for and no reason to care But behind the grey glass buildings and the shiny metal flare Used to be a set of sand dunes on top of which a group prepared To change the lives of those who suffered living in discrimination A few dozen groups of families tormented by frustraTel Aviv
Desert Stroll
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-Rob
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My heart is black and my lips are cold, Cities On Flame With Rock and Roll
Three thousand guitars, they seem to cry, my ears will melt and then my eyes...
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-Rob
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My heart is black and my lips are cold, Cities On Flame With Rock and Roll
Three thousand guitars, they seem to cry, my ears will melt and then my eyes...
Well I would just like to thank you for the +devwatch!!
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-Rob
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-Rob
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