Riding this train
Trying to feel no pain
Maybe I'll just go insane
Who the hell shut the door ?
Is the question I implore
Sitting there in the dark
When I otta be in the park
I feel this train moving
Yes, moving on down the track
Is there a way back … home ?
Home is where I long to be
Why I make my escape ?
At the peak of this wake
The two lives I did not take
To speak up I did not quake
I remained silent … and now …
My life is crushed and spent
Riding this train on down the track
An I now I cannot get back …
The years of my life which I've lost
On this Track …
(By Luis V. Rodriguez - Death Row, San Quentin State Prison – 1981)
Trève de comptoir Playing god No somos nada Espèce Humaine ?
Purgatorio Train ride Ce n'est pas une chanson d'amour Time to wake up Histoire enfantine There's no place like Home El triunfo de la Muerte
Une ronde de trop
