FRANCOIS THIJS
NOCH MEESTER, NOCH KNECHT
Don’t rely too much on the previous generations
They are all the men and women of the past
Can now see clearly what they have done
Destroying valuable things in our world
Without any responsibility, any responsibility
Again and again on the hunt for their own greed
Always taking more then what they really needed
To fill up their existence with useless belongings
Their desperate way to survive their empty lives
Searching for immortality, searching for immortality
We’ll have to do it by ourselves, only by ourselves
Take no lesson from another generation
Thought that walls of brick could bring happiness
Money in the bank could save their inner souls
How they were wrong, how they were wrong
Al the time ignoring the teardrops in children’s eyes
Never seeing millions opening their hands for food
Floods of seas sweeping away thousands homes
Flying bullets taking the bodies of innocent lives
Didn’t feel any shame, didn’t feel any shame
They took it all, they thought it was for granted
And if something is for free why shouldn’t you pick it up
They never asked who will have to pay the price
The price of pollution, starvation, injustice and no moral
It will be us, it will be us
We’ll have to do it by ourselves, only by ourselves
Take no lesson from another generation
Thought that walls of brick could bring happiness
Money in the bank could save their inner souls
How they were wrong, how they were wrong
François THIJS
François THIJS | 2016 - 2024
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