Song For The Nameless

by Robin Adams

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This song is for the migrants who died braving treacherous conditions at sea to escape from the hellish conditions of their home land. All money will go to a charity for the welfare of immigrants.


We fled in fear from flames of war
You rained down on our shore
And now you'd sooner let us drown
Than open up your door

For a life is only worth the dirt upon which it is born
And the dirt beneath a migrants feet is worth the least of all

As hell broke loose around our heads
And gun fire filled the air
We crowded on a death trap ship
And to our end we faired

For that's the price we had to pay
For trying to be free
Caught in-between the devil's war
And perils of deep blue sea

From the podium of modern age
Comes countless tragedy
While some they brand as worth your tears
Alas that was not me

For a life is only worth the dirt upon which it is born
And the earth beneath a rich man's shoes is worth the most of all


released 21 April 2015
Written and recorded by Robin Adams



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