Drunk on the Sun Sonia.
A bloody day in Beirut, seemed like there was bleeding all over the world
But we were drunk on the sun that day Sonia
On the river, people were sick, no one knew yet
But we were drunk on the Sun and steaming North
Too drunk on the Sun to look away from you Sonia
Too long on the water
Too drunk on the Sun and on possibilites and on things that shouldn’t happen
Too near you, too drunk on the Sun, too long on the water Sonia
The Sun, you sit in it too long, does that too you
I might not know you if I saw you now
The boat is gone, the route no longer profitable
The sun and the river are eternal for a while
And it’s a bloody day in Gaza
I feel like there’s bleeding all over the world
Yes, who will look and see that people are dying for protesting? Who will care that each life mattered...not just human beings dumped into a ‘plié,’ of dead protestors?
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