This Is Not America - Pat Metheny (派特·麦席尼)

This is not america

This is not

Little a piece of you

The little peace in me

Will die

This is not america

For this is not america

Blossom falls to bloom

This season

Promise not to stare

Too long

For this is not a miracle

There was a time

A storm that blew so pure

For this could be the biggest sky

And I could have

The faintest idea

For this is not america

This is not america

No this is not

Snowman melting

From the inside

Falcon spirals

To the ground

So bloody red

Tomorrows clouds

The little piece in me

A little piece of you

For this is not america

There was a time

A wind that blew so young

For this could be the biggest sky

I And could have the faintest idea

For this is not a miracle

This is not america

No this is not

This is not america

This is not

This is not america

This is not