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Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Terrorism in London: White Dove

This post is for the London bombing victims. By and large, the average Malaysian has forgotten the incidents that took place a thousand miles away in a mat salleh country, putting it aside like yesterdays new (literally). But "while the sun goes down, the world goes by..."

(I suppose the Scorps, while infamous for a lot other things, did one thing right with this song...)



White Dove by the Scorpions

A place without a name, under a burning sky
There's no milk and honey here in the land of God
Someone holds a sign, it says we are human, too
And while the sun goes down, the world goes by

White dove, fly with the wind
Take our hope under your wings
For the world to know, that hope will not die
Where the children cry

Waves, big like a house they're stranded on a piece of wood
To leave it all behind, to start again
But instead of a new life, all they find is a door that's closed
And they keep looking for a place called home

White dove, fly with the wind
Take our hope under your wings
For the world to know, that hope will not die
Where the children cry

Can anyone tell me why, the children of the world
Have to pay the price, and now your telling me
You've seen it all before I know that's right but still it breaks my heart
Well, the golden lamb we sent, makes us feel better now
But you know it's just a drop, in a sea of tears

White dove, fly with the wind
Take our hope under your wings
For the world to know, that hope will not die
Where the children cry



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2 Comments:

  • I think this song shares the same sentiments of how we, who call ourselves 'human beings' can act so inhumane every hour, every day till we breathe our last breath.


    Games People Play by Tesla

    All the games people play now, every night every day now
    Never meaning what they say now, never saying what they mean
    While they while away the hours in their ivory towers
    Till they're covered up with flowers in the back of a black
    limousine

    Oh we make one another cry, breakin' hearts when we say goodbye
    Cross our hearts and we hope to die, except the other was to
    blame
    Either one will ever kill it, so we gaze and we make pretend
    Thinkin' 'bout things that might have been, oh it's a dirty
    rotten shame

    Chorus:
    Ladandaladandadada, ladandaladandadadee
    Talkin 'bout you and me, and the games people play
    Ladandaladandadada, ladandaladandadadee
    Talkin 'bout you and me, and the games people play


    People walkin' up to ya, singin' glory hallelujah
    Sayin' what the hell's it to ya, if we do it in the name of the
    Lord
    We're gonna teach ya how to meditate
    [Preach our hearts from teacher's faith]
    Put them on a hell of hate, come on, let's get on board

    (chorus)

    Look around, tell me what you see, what's happening to you and me
    Got burning my serenity, to the neighborhood at hand
    Cos you're givin' up your sanity, or your pride and your vanity
    Turn your back on humanity, ow, when you don't give a damn, not
    a damn

    By Blogger anjali*, at 7/12/2005 10:16:00 am  

  • tesla was cool. too bad they never made it big. i just read the UK papers at the library. the impact of blast really hit home. Some of the camera phone pix taken by the survivors tell a terrifying story...

    By Blogger Simon, at 7/13/2005 09:40:00 am  

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