Mad world. No bravery, etc.

Discussion in 'Art & Culture' started by Challenger78, Feb 3, 2008.

  1. Challenger78 Valued Senior Member

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    These are songs that in the right moment, would make people cry.....

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4N3N1MlvVc4
    All around me are familiar faces
    Worn out places, worn out faces
    Bright and early for their daily races
    Going nowhere, going nowhere
    And their tears are filling up their glasses
    No expression, no expression
    Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
    No tomorrow, no tomorrow
    And I find it kind of funny
    I find it kind of sad
    The dreams in which I'm dying
    Are the best I've ever had
    I find it hard to tell you
    'Cos I find it hard to take
    When people run in circles
    It's a very, very
    Mad World
    Children waiting for the day they feel good
    Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday
    Made to feel the way that every child should
    Sit and listen, sit and listen
    Went to school and I was very nervous
    No one knew me, no one knew me
    Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
    Look right through me, look right through me


    or No bravery (although I prefer Jule's voice.)..
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CtQjMSfBs90

    There are children standing here,
    Arms outstretched into the sky,
    Tears drying on their face.
    He has been here.
    Brothers lie in shallow graves.
    Fathers lost without a trace.
    A nation blind to their disgrace,
    Since he's been here.

    And I see no bravery,
    No bravery in your eyes anymore.
    Only sadness.

    Houses burnt beyond repair.
    The smell of death is in the air.
    A woman weeping in despair says,
    He has been here.
    Tracer lighting up the sky.
    It's another families' turn to die.
    A child afraid to even cry out says,
    He has been here.

    And I see no bravery,
    No bravery in your eyes anymore.
    Only sadness.

    There are children standing here,
    Arms outstretched into the sky,
    But no one asks the question why,
    He has been here.
    Old men kneel and accept their fate.
    Wives and daughters cut and raped.
    A generation drenched in hate.
    Yes, he has been here.

    And I see no bravery,
    No bravery in your eyes anymore.
    Only sadness.


    They seem to be rather neutral, except against war.
     
    Last edited: Feb 3, 2008

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