„So rebuild the railways
Firm up all the roads
No one is leaving
Now this is your home
And the horses, the foxes, the sheep, and the cows
Bow down on their knees
To the fanfare of progress, it’s always the same
We cheer on the clowns as they roll into town
But their faces look tired and sad to me
And carry the terrible things they’ve seen
Firm up all the roads
No one is leaving
Now this is your home
And the horses, the foxes, the sheep, and the cows
Bow down on their knees
To the fanfare of progress, it’s always the same
We cheer on the clowns as they roll into town
But their faces look tired and sad to me
And carry the terrible things they’ve seen
All lost in a painting of a sky coloured oil
In this Merrie Land“
In this Merrie Land“
(from the song „Merrieland“)