I jump from the land to another land
From the ground to another ground
From old faith to the other faith
Now I’m crossing the oceans with little boat again
Seeking for brain new faith, seeking for lads
Seeking for natural ground that I wanna
Stranded in sins, stranded in hope
Stranded in strange terra firma
she wonder why people likes to talk with gun not flower
Like highest education without future
They wonder why people likes to play mimic
Like exploitation in the cover of politic
I wonder why love and hate so friendly
Like be careful surrounded by worry
He wonder why their own saliva they like to licked
Like one good advice get along with critic
Alone in middle of blue revolution
Sometime enjoy the big rolling waves
The big rolling waves is salvation
Alone doesn’t need attention but appreciation
Here in this south east Asia
There’s a terra firma that I wanna
There’s a lot of job needed by you
There’s a lot of gold needed to dig
There’s a lot of money wanted by you
But there’s a few space for aspiration
Here, completely different what I do
Completely different trace
Completely different what I read
Tropical mainland ignorance
Big rolling waves, they give me trial
They give me a crack
Big rolling waves, they give me a curse
They stays on the track
(Jakarta, 26 Januari 2016)
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