En La Vereda

I don't get why we came here
I don't get why someone says enough
And pulls you from the crowd, separates you from the now
I don't believe in TV
I don't read papers or hang on to teeth
I live in this room, but on the other side of the street

If I didn't dream of a world
With no more sadness, no lack, no pain, I'm out

And if this life falls apart
And among joys, I can be happy again
I don't want to leave this place

Everything's fine, I'm the one who's wrong
Peace is at war and everything's the same as always
The one who wins is the thief, the liar
The one who scams, the one who feels nothing
Is there a place where dreams are real?
Where there are no masks, no betrayal, no death
When the heart sings, the landscape matches my mind

They can rule with fear
And terror because that's what God is for
The Virgin and Sin
Chase you with forgiveness, with consumption
Violence and you're stuck in the middle of this orgy
On the side of this big supermarket
Where nothing is free and it's always
Us who pay the price

It seems like we're drifting away
And that no one remembers where we're going
People are born and grow, work and die
I can't find the reason to stay quiet
It's the utopia of these three or four chords
Waking up the instincts from slumber
Avoiding the herd, looking for the door
Where freedom is waiting for me