Judge, Jury & Executioner - Douwe Bob

As I walk alone the land

I have no sense of space and time

of where I’m going

I see a mother of a child

the boy reminds me of myself

he’s still ennoying

I write my name across the sky

my eyes are open wide

and I can’t see a thing

And i hear a thousand melodies,

passing cars and shaken trees

i hear them dying

I’m travelling at the speed of light

I let you go so hold on tight

I’m judge, jury and executioner

And a prisoner of my mind

And I’m on the top of the skyskraper

it’s on fire and still I am not afraid

I will walk across the highwire

not dance as i desire

i’m on my way

I’m travelling at the speed of light

i’ll let you go, so hold on tight

I’m judge, jury and executioner

And I’m a prisoner of my mind