Please follow this link to see and listen to my Lyrics performed by "Aum the band" out of Trivandrum Kerala India. Some graphic images have been used in my making of the video.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XHJ1DS1MVVs
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Friday, June 5, 2009
SHIMU’S TAIL
From our very first day I gave you unconditional love
I knew then that we were good together
You spoke to me gently and I wagged my tail
You stroked me, you hugged me and I felt your love
I didn’t ask much of you, I didn’t have to
We walked along that sandy beach, we even had a swim
I was scared then but I trusted you, I felt so secure
For many days, for many months unfolding into years
We were friends, you and me always side by side
But what happened, what did I do
To make you change so much
Did I bite you did I growl did I change somehow
Then why did the hand that showed me love
With tender gentle strokes
Suddenly hurt me and hurt me so deep
How can the lead that preempted joy
Tether me, imprison me, bind me in despair
How can the food bowl a source of delight
Rarely appear and then at night
Please tell me and tell me true
Is it me or is it you
I would tell you if only I could speak
That if you came back to me, as you were then
I would forgive you, I would love you and I’d wag my tail
CRYING
He plays alone on a busy street
Unclothed, he’s naked in the midday heat
He sleeps at night where he lays his head
His belly is empty, will he be fed
[CHORUS]
If your not crying your soul is dying
If your not crying your soul is dead
If your not crying your soul is dying
If your not crying your soul – your soul – your soul is dead
She was sold at the age of eight
God only knows her final fate
Made to work from dawn to dusk
At night abused for a perverts lust
[CHORUS]
If your not crying your soul is dying
If your not crying your soul is dead
If your not crying your soul is dying
If your not crying your soul – your soul – your soul is dead
They came to the city so full of hope
Like thousands of others they could not cope
Many less at the end of the day
As a hand cart turns up to take them away
[CHORUS]
If your not crying your soul is dying
If your not crying your soul is dead
If your not crying your soul is dying
If your not crying your soul – your soul – your soul is dead
They have no time for crying no time to mourn
But rueing the day that they were born
When we can truly truly understand
we can meet this problem hand in hand
© Ray Gorringe 2009
He plays alone on a busy street
Unclothed, he’s naked in the midday heat
He sleeps at night where he lays his head
His belly is empty, will he be fed
[CHORUS]
If your not crying your soul is dying
If your not crying your soul is dead
If your not crying your soul is dying
If your not crying your soul – your soul – your soul is dead
She was sold at the age of eight
God only knows her final fate
Made to work from dawn to dusk
At night abused for a perverts lust
[CHORUS]
If your not crying your soul is dying
If your not crying your soul is dead
If your not crying your soul is dying
If your not crying your soul – your soul – your soul is dead
They came to the city so full of hope
Like thousands of others they could not cope
Many less at the end of the day
As a hand cart turns up to take them away
[CHORUS]
If your not crying your soul is dying
If your not crying your soul is dead
If your not crying your soul is dying
If your not crying your soul – your soul – your soul is dead
They have no time for crying no time to mourn
But rueing the day that they were born
When we can truly truly understand
we can meet this problem hand in hand
© Ray Gorringe 2009
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