The
wind is blowing
To a
different direction
The
people will make it
The
nation needs the change
There
are too many bad memories
It
has a bad taste in our fingers
We
are put in public laughter
Even
the world pray for us
Our
wealth gone
The
crooks seem to walk free
And
we are feeling the shame
When
we can't do a thing
Our
agencies are playing ball
They
jump on the wagon
They
shout their joy
And
we are left with our misery
The
wind is blowing
A
different direction in our way
Our
consolation is Bamboo River
There
are still empty seats need to fill
The
time will come
We
have to put our crosses
Let
the light guide us all
We
should make the right decision
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