Here's a little something I had almost completely written by the end of a certain day (exact dates below)--the melody's really great but I haven't yet got an digital audio clip to upload.
Spin
This is the way of the world—the swift reaction of the hive;
This is the way of the world: no foe be left alive…
so the word’s given to us from above.
And you don’t know how—you don’t know how to see...
Give them a tragedy-—they’ll spin it out for you in seeming ways.
Give them a tragedy-—they’ll make their move, and play their part for all posterity.
This is the way of the world—this is the way it all must be.
This is the way of the world—so we can sleep at night in ignorance serene,
while the fools run the show above our heads.
They don’t know how—-they don’t know how to see.
Give them a tragedy-—they’ll spin it out for you in seeming ways.
Give them a tragedy-—they’ll weave their web, and make damn sure they never have to learn.
This is the way of the world: put pride above humanity—-
and try to rule all the world; don’t heed the clamoring of us who see too far,
with disasters envisioned in our heads...
...while you hold the teeth of dragons in your hands;
while our future’s burning in the desert sands...
It must be seen in the end-—it must be learned before we fall,
what every day must defend: that every life is accountable to all—
that this world can’t be run above our heads…
Do I know how?...Do I know how to see?
Give me a tragedy--throw it stark and real before my eyes…
Give me a tragedy, and let it show what lies behind those walls of yesterday.
This is the way of the world—-but we can bend it by our sight.
This is the way of the world—-ours to make wrong or right.
Dare we hope—dare we pray
that truth be found...that truth be found...?
Dare we hope—dare we pray that truth be found.
–words and music by K. Aurencz Zethmayr—(9/11/01—10/11/02)
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