Breaking the Awkward Silence

I know I haven't posted in a long time...I hope my few followers didn't lose their patients with me. I've been afraid to post, and I can't tell you why. I mean, I really can't. I don't even know why, so it's not like I'm keeping secrets or anything. If I knew why I was afraid, I'd tell you.

Anyhow, I've listened to this song about one million times in the last few weeks, and it's good. It seems strangely applicable to me lately.(Only the verses) again, something I can't explain to you guys. Sorry. but here are the lyrics, and you should listen to it some time. it's very good.


THE ISLAND
They say the skies of Lebanon are burning
Those mighty cedars bleedin’ in the heat
They're showing pictures on the television
Women and children dying in the street
And we're still at it in our own place
Still tryin’ to reach the future through the past
Still tryin’ to carve tomorrow from a tombstone...
But Hey! Don't listen to me! this wasn't meant to be no sad song .

We've heard too much of that before 
Right now I only want to be here with you Till the morning dew comes falling And I wanna take you to the island  Trace your footprints in the sand 
And in the evening when the sun goes down We'll make love to the sound of the ocean
They're raising banners over by the markets 
Whitewashing slogans on our shipyard walls 
Witchdoctors praying for a mighty showdown No way our holy flag is gonna’ fall 
Up here we sacrifice our children To feed the worn-out dreams of yesterday And teach them dying will lead us into glory...
But Hey! Don't listen to me! 

cos this wasn't meant to be no sad song .
I've sung too much of that before 
Right now I only want to be with you Till the morning dew comes falling I wanna take you to the island And trace your footprints in the sand 
And in the evening when there’s no one around We'll make love to the sound of the ocean

Now I know us plain folks don't see all the story 
And I know this peace and love's just copping out 
And I guess these young boys dying in the ditches Is just what being free is all about 
And how this twisted wreckage down on main street Will bring us all together in the end 
And we'll go marching down the road to freedom... Freedom……. Freedom