Zivilisation
(Sullivan/Heaton/Nelson)
Today, as you listen to this song, another 394,000 children
were born into this world....they break like waves of
hunger and desire upon these eroded shores....carrying
the curses of history and a history yet unwritten....the oil
burns in thick black columns, the buzz saws echo through
the forest floor....they shout give us our fair share,
give us justice....
....here comes the war
On a grey morning to the south of here two young men in
makeshift uniforms peer into the misty light....and
figures dart behind the trees as a snap of rifle
Today, as you listen to this song, another 394,000 children
were born into this world....they break like waves of
hunger and desire upon these eroded shores....carrying
the curses of history and a history yet unwritten....the oil
burns in thick black columns, the buzz saws echo through
the forest floor....they shout give us our fair share,
give us justice....
....here comes the war
On a grey morning to the south of here two young men in
makeshift uniforms peer into the misty light....and
figures dart behind the trees as a snap of rifle
They Remind Me Too Much Of You
(Words and music by Don Robertson)
Take away, the scent of flowers
Cover up, the sky of blue
Close my ears to tender love songs
They remind me too much of you
Hide young lovers' warm embraces
Keep stars and moonlight from my view
Let me forget, there are such places
They remind me too much of you
Must I evermore be haunted?
Day after day, my whole life through
By the memory of each moment
That I spent alone with you
If these lovely things don't hurt you
Our love just wasn't meant to be
But please come back to me, my darling
If they remind you, too much of me