Roads

carry us in your motherly hand
go with us into foreign lands
lonely as you are

you carry us
you go with us

felt countless souls passing by
saw every cloud along the sky -- along the sky

this roads
made of tarmac
not a beauty
there for us
full of duty

potholes cover you like scars
you bore the tanks in all the wars

build by the hands of the past
you´ll find the only freedom at last

you carry us away -- away from you/here

heat hazes over your skin
you cannot scream and can´t give in

build by bloody hands
driving our demands

would you
would you
take me to
take me to a place to rest

would you
would you
lead my path
in this enigmatic test

would you please take me away from here