Testo Refugee

I am a refugee.
I am a refugee.
I can see you, but you don't see me.
I am a refugee.

Sometimes I'm just like a mirror,
A reflection of what you ignore.
The look on my face Is just a disgrace
Of the child you locked outside your door.

I am Flesh and bones born of a mother,
In a home that ceases to be.
Well I have these roads to long, my friend,
To return to my family

I was born in a different time,
In a world not run by machines.
I am part of a time that is no more,
Except in my heart and in my dreams.

Some men they call me unlucky.
Some men they just call me weak. They look on with shame
as if I am to blame
For something they dare not to speak

Most every place that I go,
I am greeted with suspicious eyes
as if a man on knees
has some disease
that mankind must dispise.

I am Flesh and bones, born of a mother,
In a home that ceases to be.
I have these roads to long my friend
To return to my family.

I was born in a different time
In a world not run by machines.
I am part of a time that is no more,
Except in my heart and in my dreams.

I am a refugee.
I am a refugee.
Like a ghost of return,
I was caught up and burned
In the machine that created me.

I am Flesh and bones born of a mother
In a home that ceases to be
I have these roads to long, my friend,
To return to my family.

I was born in a different time
In a world not run by machines.
I am part of a time that is no more,
Except in my heart and in my dreams. (x2)