THE KILLING FIELDS (G.Gonzalez, J.Gonzalez,C.Vargas, R.Alfaro) (Jacken) Street theater's a dramatic depiction of non fiction Showing the co-exsistence
you be out there?I buried the day in that field.and grew my past there. reach.when I reach out my hand.will you be near then?buried myself in that field
and destroy. Looking beyond the fields of death. Like an eagles eye for you, I'll find the grave, the space you will fill. In the killing fields
When the water comes around us, let?s poison ourselves! put this starfish in your hands and close your eyes again.. GUIDE MY HAND! KEEP IT BY YOUR SIDE
You're not on your own anymore. Set your mind at rest my child, Feel free to cry, feel free to sob. And I dig, Deeper and deeper, Into the water fields
: Firemen burned the fizz? Black fire choked our breath ? In the kitchen Sand poured through the walls We looked to one another The children shut their
search and destroy. Looking beyond the fields of death. Like an eagles eye for you, I'll find the grave, the space you will fill. In the killing fields
Firemen burned the fizz? Black fire choked our breath ? In the kitchen Sand poured through the walls We looked to one another The children shut their
When the water comes around us, let?s poison ourselves! put this starfish in your hands and close your eyes again.. GUIDE MY HAND! KEEP IT BY YOUR
