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Asks the rhetorical question 'who will weave together the blood and bone and tears into myths we tell our children that make hatred disappear?' in reference to 9/11 and other human tragedies...
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Songwriter James Curley and his band, Radio Fade, perform rhythmic, rootsy Americana-tinged Folk Rock in the tradition of The Band, Little Feat, Allman Brothers
James Curley & Radio Fade perform lyrically literate original acoustic-electric classic American folk-rock in the tradition of The Band, The New Riders, Buffalo Springfield, The Byrds, Little Feat and Little Village.
Song Info
Genre
Rock • Folk Rock
Charts
Peak #1,311
Peak in subgenre #89
Author
James Curley
Rights
James Curley
Uploaded
March 30, 2008
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.0 MB • 128 kbps • 4:21
Story behind the song
I struggled after 9/11 with the public discourse about the events, and months later was able to express the source of that struggle in this song.
Lyrics
500 miles an hour; not quite the speed of sound Two residential Molotovs 800 feet above the ground Below the dragons over Dresden When the firestorms touched down Hiroshima and Nagasaki; with their world-changing report Bore unwitting witness to that morning in New York One more bastard testament to human handiwork Where’s our poet laureate? Where’s our burnished bard? Who can manufacture meaning From circumstance so hard? Who will weave together The blood and bone and tears Into myths we tell our children That make hatreds disappear? A jingo junkie shakes a fist; swears jackals rule the day Raging in a vain attempt to shout the pain away As though the troubled heart finds comfort in cliché A poised and perfect TV pundit wails and gnashes teeth Offers hollow rhetoric, diminishing true grief But can’t explain why anyone would murder for belief The new tower of Babel is a parabolic dish Without understanding, information’s meaningless Where’s our bold new bodhisattva? Where’s our sinless saint? Who’s willing to be crucified So we can get the hint? Where is our poet laureate? Where’s the burnished bard? Who can manufacture meaning From circumstance so hard?
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