Текст песни Stones - Rural Zombies

There is a place where no one cares about the others' wealth
Were kids don't grow and rivers flow beyond the cities' haze
All that remained was just too fake we should be living there
Where people shout, scream and dance until they are almost dead

There is a place where no one cares about the others' wealth
Where we can breathe slow and live far from the routine's hands
Stop shouting out and give us more
Tell me, are you confused?
I'll tell you that It's all about finding that thing you've lost

We might
We might not change
Our hearts will make
The same mistakes

We might
We might not change
Trying to fill up the emptiness

All I liked was easier