Somewhere in a great country
A home where the sun doesn't burn
And when you're born you don't have to die
Geniuses die without knowing
Somewhere in a great country
A home where the sun doesn't burn
And when you're born you don't have to die
Crosses the town and is seen
That he's not coming back
The dust doesn't let you see
But they want to believe it
When what's sad is living