Postcard

	Here comes greetings from the fires of dusk
	from all the places you never dare to walk
	you never saw the silent battles on
	beneath your tires and beyond your gardens
	I was born a walker
	into to this world I walk.
	And what’s to miss about the old balled chain
	imaginary top of the food chain wings
	I found more truth in a cheap bottle of wine
	I found more life by a burning barrow
	I was born a walker
	and so away I walk
	was born a walker,
	and in this world I’ve stop
	Run my friend if you think you are free
	Duck my friend and cover if you thing you are safe
	Here comes greeting from the fire of dusk
	From all the thoughts if never dare to think
	from all the choices you never dare to make
	just a postcard from ground level and go on

	Here comes greetings from the fires of dusk
	from all the places you never dare to walk
	you never saw the silent battles on
	beneath your tires and beyond your gardens
	I was born a walker
	into to this world I walk.
	And what' s to miss about the old balled chain
	imaginary top of the food chain wings
	I found more truth in a cheap bottle of wine
	I found more life by a burning barrow
	I was born a walker
	and so away I walk
	was born a walker,
	and in this world I' ve stop
	Run my friend if you think you are free
	Duck my friend and cover if you thing you are safe
	Here comes greeting from the fire of dusk
	From all the thoughts if never dare to think
	from all the choices you never dare to make
	just a postcard from ground level and go on