Darkness from H

Posted by thrasher | Intermediate | Friday 15 February 2013 4:00 pm

Lyrics below. Performed & written by me, guitar by Tommy Karlsson, images: my darling Anna + children from the favela in Rio de Janeiro Darkness (c) Haakon Rian Ueland 2011 A freezing winter morning he was taken from his home, “We don’t want you dirty n***ers so get lost you ugly gnome”, They beat him up they beat him down until he had no tears, his fading cries corroded in my ears. It’s not my business, I don’t get involved, when the final hour comes we stand alone. If they had killed me to what would it solve, as the darkness steals the day it’s each his own we all must must reap the seeds of what we’ve sown The gasoline made a gurgling sound as it poured out from the can The fumes removed the stench from the tired man “You dirty beggars spread disease, we’re cleaning up this town” A single match was struck in Cabbagetown In Northern Ireland lies a tiny church made out of wood only standing room is left, a young girl dreams of sweet childhood It only takes a moment, and the church is gone from sight and the dream of the young girl turns into light Come on everybody and join in the bridge I can’t change a thing, I’ll get a beer from the fridge I’m better off living than caring and dead My mum didn’t raise no empty head It’s not my business, I don’t get involved, when the final hour comes we stand alone. If they had killed me to what would it solve, as the darkness steals the day it’s each his own Come on everybody and join in the bridge I can’t change a thing, I’ll get a

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