John Doe

End of day, they look like people to me.

John Doe

John Doe said he’s a kid from the block. 
We’re all just one sheep without a flock.
Come on, baby, and give me some slack.
I‘ve beed eighty days the world and back.

John Doe leaned his back on the tree.
Bit an apple, said, “ I’ll tell you what I see.”
Far and wide, we come here to be free.
End of day, they look like people to me.

John Doe sa…