How far should I swim through this empty river
‘Till I can find myself peace again?
How long will a man keep feeding children
Lies about love, life and history?

When will we forget all those endless memories
Of when we caused pain to our fellow man?
And when will we start to cherish the moment
Before it all comes to an end?

Now I can feel my heart slowly sinking
Into this dark cold nothingness
While you count all your cold blood pennies
That you took away from the helpless

Where can I find the road to freedom?
Has anyone ever really been there?
Has anyone seen my good friend, hope?
Or has she been laid down to rest?

Now why don’t we all just pick up the pieces
And try to start all over again?
And maybe one day we can create a future
Filled with joy and good friends

Never forgetting the dead ones
Heroes without nor past and nor name
Who is to blame for this same old sad tale

The time has come to swallow our pride
And throw away the tools of destruction
I’m sure we can learn to share our possessions
And cut off the roots of corruption

Then we can sail through this long river
Filled with life, love and hope, my friend
As we set our sails towards freedom
And travel away from the bitter end