The unknown people.
How about the unknown people somewhere,
Along the highway and the train route.
Do you feel sorry for them?
They seem so lost in this cold place
This unknown place without a name.
But he knows you,
He knows you water and pass flatus
He knows you are kind like his mama
Jolly like his brother
Tender like his sister
He knows CNN and the Superbowl,
No he doesn’t and he doesn’t care.
What about the vast forest s and empty fields,
Nobody lives there !
There are ants there and plenty bugs,
The trees are growing and the grass is rich
There is business going and most members are happy,
They don’t need you here.
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