The Sheep

The Sheep
Here comes the red sheep
Wondering how she is going to fit
Here comes the white one
Wondering why her life is like this
So simple so predictable
Always the same shit
Here comes the black sheep
Wondering why she is meant to be

The permanent exception
The eternal otherness
The one who will never, never ever get there
Into the eternal garden
So there’s a storm coming
Beware
There are dark clouds everywhere
Here comes the lightning
Here comes the green sheep
Thinking about the old days
Here comes the blue sheep dreaming of Wales
A green valley lost in the edge of times
Go there sailor!
There goes the leader
Straight ahead never, look back
No time for anguish a mountain, we are meant to climb
For a land where all is green is green and plentiful
A cloudy smooth paradise
So there’s a storm coming
Here comes the red sheep
Here comes the black sheep
Here comes the blue sheep
Here comes the white sheep
Here comes the leader sheep
Here comes the green sheep
A cloudy smooth Paradise