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The Days Are Not The Same
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Lawrence Bullock is a singer songwriter living in Mendocino, CA I'm often asked who I sound like, what kind of music do I play. Well, I listen to a lot of things. In Ireland they say I sound like Christie Moore, Bob Dylan (which surprises the hell out of me), Van Morrison (again, surprised) and I've even gotten Jim Croce on occasion. But you know, I'm thinking of chucking it all and banging on rocks til I reach a state where the atoms split apart and I realize that life's the first skip of the stone God throws across the Universe pond. I just write what comes into my head. I never think about writing a "hit" tune. I know the formula for writing a "hit" tune, it just never occurs to me to write one. The music biz these days is so corporatized, that what I write seems quaint and out of date. Oh well, I can only write what I write.
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Peak #117
Peak in subgenre #15
Author
Lawrence Bullock
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2004
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July 01, 2004
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MP3 5.5 MB 128 kbps 6:02
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The smiles in today’s newspaper are government approved And I drive down the road and try my best to be unmoved The mighty must be high or else they’ve finally come apart How can a country live when it has only half a heart? The days are not the same They’re filled with shame and darkness in the corridors of power In small things we progress Life goes on then, nonetheless Tomorrow, I must plant flowers The overlay of instant information threatens us with doom The stink of war as common as a whiff of cheap perfume The repetition numbs and dumbs us down and down we go We have to find reality in our television shows The days are not the same They’re filled with shame and darkness in the corridors of power In small things we progress Life goes on then, nonetheless Tomorrow, I must plant flowers Oh the hours and the minutes are so precious and so few To sacrifice these moments seems a crazy thing to do And we are so divided and we are so enraged Some want to build a better world and some a better cage The days are not the same They’re filled with shame and darkness in the corridors of power In small things we progress Life goes on then, nonetheless Tomorrow, I must plant flowers You who send the soldiers off on errands meant for fools Who twist the words of freedom, who lie and break the rules I’m one of those you fear the most, the coalition of the least While you plant the earth with bodies, we sow the seeds of peace The days are not the same They’re filled with shame And darkness in the corridors of power My progress may be slow But my garden too, will grow And everywhere I go I will plant flowers
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