Part 1
Don't plead to me with your eyes,
It's futile
I don't see you the girl
I see only you the people
You never let me be
You made me one of us
What wrong did I do to you?
What wrong did my father and brother?
Don't plead to me with your eyes,
It's futile
You grouped us and preyed on us
You killed every individual in us
We moved in herds,
We lived in camps
Our names and faces
Just identity marks
Don't plead to me with your eyes,
It's futile
We are hungry and angry
We pray the same pray
We carry the same grudge
Together we suffer,
Feel the pain of every death
I know you don't know
It's not about you and I
It's about you and us
Don't plead to me with your eyes,
It's futile.
------------
Part 2
All I see in your eyes are ghosts
And I'm not scared
Don't stare at me, gunhead,
It's just flesh, earthly fun
You don't play, do you?
Masters of your soul won't let you
How did you lose it, my brother,
And let them take you over?
All I see in your eyes are ghosts
And I'm not scared
You and your masters
And your enemies, you fools,
Fight for power and space
In your small little world!
Look at us, our world
Made of fancy and fantasy
We have infinite power,
We have infinite space
(Dora is more fun
Than Norah next door)
All I see in your eyes are ghosts
And I'm not scared
Blink just once,
You won't, I know,
To shatter your illusions
And live in the moment
You want my head? Take it.
I have outgrown my body
And your dirty immaterial world
All I see in your eyes are ghosts
And I'm not scared.
---------
Note: I had two teenagers in mind - a terrorist and a metropolitan.
