Prisoners

All prisoners serving life sentences
wait for the earth to suddenly shake
for the walls to somehow suddenly come crumbling, tumbling
and for the bars to somehow magically break
oh there's nothing wrong with them that a thousand books can't fix
that a thousand arms can't hold down
and the ground they're tatooing the stones with cusses like cavemen
your momma was here
they wanna run through the air with no barriers or obstacles
gunmen or guarddogs or priests
and to rise from the mud and start over and over
with the people all dead
uh uh uh uh uh
and hans christian anderson could have had easy his way with me
then none of this shit would have ever gone down
in my cell i'm tatooing myself with mermaids and swallows
and dirt i do swallow
my momma thinks i'm grown but i'm really just little
and someday i will remember
someday i will remember
someday i will remember.

Adoro esta música - e a melodia faz-me realmente arrepios na espinha!! Fala sobre os prisioneiros condenados a prisão perpétua, que sonham com a liberdade... que se esqueceram que são crianças, que não aprenderam as lições que Hans Christian Anderson (que por acaso, escreve fábulas sobre a moral humana) ensinava... fala um bocado da esperança, de um futuro qualquer... um dia...