Horses (1st Draft)

Isn’t it odd
There is peace in my living room
Sometimes I feel like a fraud
When I forget about the war
Outside a living room abroad
For how long can I keep, keep on listening and nod
What is he thinking of
Delusional men have won
The town he knew is gone
There is, there is, there is no colors in the dawn
They think everything is a foregone, a foregone
We had our luck and there is nothing more to it
And one day we will fall of our horses
Oh, humankind please just rewind
Stop pretending you’re blind
Stop pretending you’re blind
We had our luck and there’s nothing more to it
One day we will fall of our horses