Refugee

(альбом: Lost Songs - 2002)

My room is dark, and very small
There's a place to wash at the end of the hall
I hear strange languages through the wall
I hear them shouting in the street below
I listen now to anything, anything at all
Just to keep the ghosts away, not to let them come

Lusala, she was the first to hit the ground
Running up the hill at the side of the house
One by one, in the screaming sun, my family fell
The air alive with bullets, and the smell of fear
Don't look back, don't look back, don't look back at all
Their bloodied faces are here with me, now, in the room
Until the lights go out and the silence comes
Don't fall asleep, don't fall asleep, just keep on running
Keep running, keep running, keep running, run, run, run...
Keep running, keep running, keep running, run, run, run...