Bosnia
I would like to state my vision
Life was so unfair
We live in our secure surroundings
And people die out there
Bosnia was so unkind
Sarajevo changed my mind
And we all call out in despair
All the love we need isnt there
And we all sing songs our rooms
Sarajevo erects an undertune
Sarajevo, sarajevo, sarajevo
Bosnia was so unkind
Sarajevo, sarajevo, sarajevo
Bosnia was so unkind
Sure thigns would change if we really wanted them to
No fear for children anymore
There are babies in their hands, terror in their heads
For life, for life
When do the saints go marching in?
When do the saints go marching in?
song performed by by Cranberries
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If you do a story about a British journalist rescuing a child from Sarajevo, then Sarajevo just becomes an exotic location, and the story's about this British journalist.
quote by Michael Winterbottom
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Sarajevo, Jugoslavija
How to write a song about Sarajevo.
How can i write a song
when there is no heart?
From where?
From my head can't - tell a lie.
From my hand can't - it's trembling.
From my lungs can't - I have not breath.
From my legs can't - dont now those steps any more.
From my heart can't - becouse is not there.
I am just boat floating around the world.
Ibi cor meum ubi patria mea.
Where is my heart that is my homeland
SARAJEVO, JUGOSLAVIJA
poem by Jankovic Zoran
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Miss Sarajevo
You say that the river
finds the way to the sea
and like the river
you will come to me
beyond the borders
and the dry lands
You say that like a river
like a river...
the love will come
the love...
And i don't know how to pray anymore
and in love i don't know how to hope anymore
and for that love i don't know how to wait anymore
- Luciano Pavarotti feat. in Miss Sarajevo by U2
Sarajevo
Now that a revolution really is needed, those who were fervent are quite cool.
While a country murdered and raped calls for help from the Europe which it had trusted, they yawn.
While statesmen choose villainy and no voice is raised to call it by name.
The rebellion of the young who called for a new earth was a sham, and that generation has written the verdict on itself.
Listening with indifference to the cries of those who perish because they are after all just barbarians killing each other.
And the lives of the well-fed are worth more than the lives of the starving.
It is revealed now that their Europe since the beginning has been a deception, for its faith and its foundation is nothingness.
And nothingness, as the prophets keep saying, brings forth only nothingness, and they will be led once again like cattle to slaughter.
Let them tremble and at the last moment comprehend that the word Sarajevo will from now on mean the destruction of their sons and the debasement of their daughters.
They prepare it by repeating: "We at least are safe," unaware that what will strike them ripens in themselves.
poem by Czeslaw Milosz
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Unhinge
Unhinge the photographs
we licked as
children
tongues in Sarishvili
unhinge
the dead foxes in photographs
kids
that talk Swahili and eat jam.
Jam and Persian ponies-
If I tell you there's no traffic
jam at 4 am in Skopje or no jam in jars, hot suns and super-novas
Will you eat
Me up?
Like air-
Unhinge paper clips or just an eye-lash
and indigo photographs of Romania
In 1963
If I tell you there's no earth-
quakes,
Unhinge Vlach alphabet, breaths caught on cameras
I the darkroom-
when we licked
our photographs of
world chimeras and natural-
yes, natural disas-
ters.
Unhinge.
Lips and nasty
weathers, rain outlets and
rusty sonatas-
Unlock your hair
to
me.
Unlock your hair
to
me.
In one of the mosques in Sarajevo
the cats talk Sanskrit-
Unhinge,
not us in the darkroom licking indigo languages
and scrambled worlds,
but
the sparrows
from
the
sycamore
branches.
Even
they are
sick,
we
don't
speak
our
language-
s.
poem by Afrodita Nikolova
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Balkan Nightmares
The ghosts of history haunt the Balkans.
Ancient passions, unbending hatreds
turmoil the region.
Painful tragedies of the past
are recycled by memories.
Permanent hostage of bound
and determined remembrance,
Race, religion and poverty clash
in violent convulsions.
Ethnic warfare and ruthless fright
sweep across nations,
fuelled by explosions of grief, revenge
and fear.
They are immersed in horror,
terror, chaos and bloodshed,
the sufferings of children,
the sorrows of fathers,
and the agonies of widows.
In 1453 the Turks led by Mehmet II
captured Constantinople
and the Eastern Roman Empire
ceased to exist.
The Ottomans became the new masters
of the Balkan provinces,
ushering in long centuries
of rugged struggles for freedom
and independence.
In 1697 Prince Eugene of Savoy
conquered Sarajevo,
A historic city that he left burned down
and plague-infected. Although by 1717
the prince liberated Belgrade
and the Danube region from Ottoman rule,
he failed to retake the Bosnian capital.
In the 19th century Austria-Hungary
annexed Bosnia, but together with Albania,
it remains a Muslim stronghold
in the heart of Europe.
In one summer day in 1914
the driver of Archduke Franz Ferdinand
took a wrong turn to Franz Josef Street,
at the edge of the Latin Bridge in Sarajevo.
On an official visit, the heir presumptive
to the Austro-Hungarian throne was riding
in an open car along with his pregnant wife,
Sophie.
A young Serb, Gavrilo Princip, a member
of the secret Pan-Slavic Black Hand Society,
spotted them. He approached the car
and from a distance of five feet
he fired twice
his FN model pistol, shooting the Archduke
in the neck and Sophie in the abdomen.
Bleeding, but still conscious,
he pleaded her:
"Please, don't die. You must live
for the sake of our children".
But they both died
on the way to the hospital.
The assassination of the royal couple
was a main catalyst that precipitated
the outbreak of the First World War.
On July 28,1914, Austria-Hungary
declared war on Serbia.
Yugoslavia, the Kingdom of Serbs,
Croats and Slovenes,
came to existence in the Great War.
However, peace did not last long.
When Yugoslavia refused to join
Hitler's New Order in Europe,
the Luftwaffe bombed Belgrade
and Nazi Germany invaded the country.
The Fuehrer's armies occupied Sarajevo
on April 16,1941.
Bosnia and Herzegovina
as well as Croatia
became Nazi satellite states.
Fascist Bosnian Muslims,
Croatian Ustasha,
Serb Chetniks clashed with each other
or fought against
Tito's anti-fascist partisans.
The fighting was bloody and brutal.
The occupying German forces
Committed dreadful atrocities.
The Croatian Ustasha
had been especially notorious
for wanton acts of cruelty,
torturing and murdering
thousands of Serbs and Jews,
men, women and children.
During World War II
over one million Yugoslavs died.
The Federal Republic of Yugoslavia
was born out of the flames and ruins
of the Second World War.
Yet, after Tito's death
and the collapse of communism in the 1980s
the ethnic communities of the republic
wanted independence.
The Serb Communist Party leader
Slobodan Milosevic became a nationalist
and changed the Serbian constitution.
He annulled the autonomy
of the Albanian province of Kosovo
and introduced repressive measures
against ethnic Albanians.
Seeking independence,
Slovenia and Croatia in 1991
voted to secede
from the Yugoslav federation.
A year later Bosnia, too,
declared independence.
In the Yugoslav Dissolution Wars,
Slovenia gained sovereignty,
following brief skirmishes
with the federal Yugoslav People's Army.
In other parts
of the disintegrating communist republic
the tragedy of war struck
with enormous devastation,
enfolding as a long lasting conflict,
a violent catastrophe
that engulfed a large part of the Balkans
in flames.
In November 1991 Serb militias
supported by the Yugoslav Army
murdered hundreds of Croatians
in the Vukovar region.
They continued to bombard the town
for three months solid.
In December,
the Serbian Autonomous Oblast declared
its independence under the name
of the Republic of Serbian Krajina.
It controlled one third of Croatian territory
and pursued a policy of ethnic cleansing,
expelling the Croatian population
from the oblast.
But by 1993
the newly created Croatian Army
was strong enough to start an offensive
against the Serbs. The conflict escalated
into a full scale Yugoslav civil war
and entered its bloodiest phase.
In August 1995 the Croatian Army
invaded Krajina. Within a few days
more than 200,000 Serbs fled their homes.
NATO forces intervened
but supported the Croats.
They patrolled the skies and attacked
Serb surface-to-air missile radar sites.
Croatian planes raided Serbian towns
and army positions.
A dreadful nightmare
descended on the Balkans.
Croatian aircrafts bombed and strafed
Civilians, as frightened Serbs; old and young,
women and children, trying to reach safety,
had been trapped on roads
clogged with refugees.
Adding to the horrors, Bosnian Muslim troops
crossed the border into Krajina and cut off
the Serbian escape routes.
Along with the Croatian assault,
the Bosnian artillery pounded
the fleeing Serbs and burned down
Serbian villages.
Meanwhile the Serbian enclaves in Bosnia
had striven to join a greater Serbia
and engaged in ethnic cleansing.
In July 1995 Serb forces
of General Ratko Mladic
slaughtered thousands of Bosnian Muslims
in Srebrenica.
The wounds of the Second World War
had not healed yet and Yugoslavs
found themselves now fighting a new
and terrible tribal war.
They realized that peace
is precious and fragile,
that it has to be constantly nourished,
that it can never be taken for granted.
They looked back with nostalgia
to past days of tranquility.
Not very long
before the troubles started
Yugoslavia hosted
the Winter Olympic games.
The games were held in 1984
in the city of Sarajevo.
But now, eight years later,
Serbian troops encircled the Bosnian capital.
In a siege that lasted 43 months,
the nationalists cut off food supplies,
utilities and communications.
Serbian snipers shot at Sarajevans
going to work or to shop.
More than 12,000 Bosnian Muslims,
as well as Serb and Croatian residents
of the city were killed in the siege,
among them,1,500 children.
At the same time Serb nationalists
throughout Bosnia shelled and burned down
villages and towns, deported people
to detention camps and terrorized
Bosnian Muslims and Croats.
They systematically raped the women,
tortured and executed the men.
They conducted a scorched earth policy,
destroying houses, schools, roads,
bridges and railways and forced millions
of people to flee their homes.
In 1999, in the same decade
that the Rwandan genocide took place,
President Milosevic of Serbia attempted
another ethnic cleansing campaign
against the Albanian population of Kosovo.
After NATO intervened
and bombed Serbia in order to stop
the expulsion of Albanians from the province,
the returning Albanians attacked
the Serbian residents of Kosovo.
Now the former victims of ethnic cleansing
Became the perpetrators of the same crimes
against humanity. The Albanians drove out
one hundred thousand Serbs from Kosovo.
Human tragedies know neither political,
nor ethnical, nor religious frontiers.
The Serbs, Croats, Bosnians and Albanians
involved in the conflicts
of the Yugoslav Dissolution Wars
became both aggressors and victims.
Many of them committed
heinous war crimes.
Civilians, especially the women
and the children, suffered terribly
on all sides.
poem by Paul Hartal
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Black Tie Affairs
Behind sedate appearances, facade,
Life carried on ignoring threats of war
As if genteel existence more and more
Created chrysalid safety net. Brocade,
Kith, kin in ordained order well arrayed
Too often hid uncertainties in store,
Impressions maintained for flirt hid dirt on floor.
Expections - Empire, rich brigade -
Amid light table talk itself betrayed,
Fortunes dissipating, from its core
Fell rotten apples, all afraid to bore,
Awaiting Sarajevo, shell cascade.
In spite of surface gloss one class prepared
Revolts, spelled revolutions, few unspared.
Bloated few fled future's disarray,
Led undercover lives where years' tears, doubts,
Avoided challenging life's roundabouts,
Conventions stifling at odds with hearts astray.
Kinky Black tie affairs masked day-to-day
Trials and tribulations few dared flout.
Impressions hid internal demons, drought
Emotional disavowed to prey
Archly on time-worn love's interplay,
False pretense stiff upper lip throughout
Fêtes and fancies bluffing all about
As guilty parties sly denied dismay.
Infidelities and cummerbund
Raised silver spoons' praise, lazing, merit shunned.
(4 February 2012)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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All I See is a Child with Third Degree Burns
The future stairs, in pixel bites, from monochrome beams,
down satellite eyes
While the past explodes in a quadrangle weeping
from the opposite side
Embarrassed acts of devastation
come back to me and collide
As images of Europa cascade
from a fiber optic line
But all I see is a child with third degree burns
Small, ingenious sentinels, are quietly calculating
subtle maneuvers
Around Agenor's quite daughter,
unaware of machine intruders
Meanwhile, Croatian artifacts,
are ripping horrors in my ears
It's the ghost of Milosevic
who still ravages these years
Because I see is a child with third degree burns
It's the carbon dated hairstyles,
that indicate the general fashions
When Sarajevo was descending
to Yugoslavian jackboot fascist
And no one in Lašva Valley could see the ascend
of I-Macs
Since every little boy and girl are found
in body sacks
And still all I see is a child with third degree burns
Reprieve me, through the vacuum,
where shines that celestial sphere
Irradiating new hydrogen
Imprinting a rich oxygen atmosphere
My escape through oceans tundra
on molten alien rocky shield
A brave new world of vistas
that absolve my human fears
To never see that little child with third degree burns
poem by Kevin Patrick
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Something To Believe In
(ian hunter)
(transcribed by justin purington; minor corrections by colin ford)
Well I lay underneath an ageless sky
I watched the universe breathing
Theres more going on up there than meets the eye
Give me something to believe in
Which ways in and which ways out
Every step is misleading
Well which way is up which way is down
You gotta have something to believe in
Oh, let me dream, let me dream
I spend my whole life dreaming
Ive been lucky but Im still mean
You gotta have something to believe in
I didnt mean to hurt the people I hurt
I was full of fear and loathing
I wasnt up to much, but I was all I had to go on
Couldnt find nothing to believe in
I dont like all them man-made religions
They all need a little spiritual healing
They dont cut across race, they dont cut across culture
But we all need something to believe in
So you believe what you want to believe
Just stay true to your feelings
cause one mans gods just as good as another now
Gotta have something to believe in
Well I lay underneath a royal throne
The gaudy paint was peeling
Half an inch deep and twice as cheap
Oh give me something to believe in
Fat fred always packing lead
On the corner dealing
Makes more in a night than I can make in forty days
Give me something to believe in
Now people worship what they see
Looks can be deceiving
Violence rages in abandoned hearts
cause they aint got nothing to believe in
The chill chill is a bitter pill
When it comes to leaving
cause there aint no easy way outta here
When you aint got nothing to believe in
Just woke up in sarajevo city
I watched all those mothers screaming
Kids getting shot and for what, and for what?
Give me something to believe in
Now theres fire outside, mud that slides
Earthquakes shake the region
Willy and the poorboys lost in america
They aint got nothing to believe in
For every seed of knowledge found
For every grain of reason
For every shred of decency
Theres something to believe in
Now I lay me down to rest
In the silence of the evening
And the moon road shines from here to eternity
Ive got something to believe in
You believe what you want to believe
Just stay true to your feelings
cause one mans gods just as good as another
Ive got something to believe in.
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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When The Saints Go Marchin' In (Live)
WHEN THE SAINT GO MARCHING IN
Louis Armstrong
I: We are trav'ling in the footsteps
Of those who've gone before
But we'll all be reunited (But if we stand reunited)
On a new and sunlit shore (Then a new world is in store)
D - - - / G - - - / D - - - / A - - - /
D - - - / G - - - / D - A - / D - - - //
V: O when the Saints go marching in
When the Saints go marching in
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in
D - - - / / / A7 - - - / D - - - / G - - - / D - A - / D - - - //
And when the sun refuse (begins) to shine
And when the sun refuse (begins) to shine
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in
When the moon turns red with blood
When the moon turns red with blood
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in
On that hallelujah day
On that hallelujah day
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in
O when the trumpet sounds the call
O when the trumpet sounds the call
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in
B: Some say this world of trouble
Is the only one we need
But I'm waiting for that morning
When the new world is revealed
(As Intro)
V: When the revelation (revolution) comes
When the revelation (revolution) comes
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in
When the rich go out and work
When the rich go out and work
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in
When the air is pure and clean
When the air is pure and clean
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in
When we all have food to eat
When we all have food to eat
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in
When our leaders learn to cry
When our leaders learn to cry
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in
Bo Peterson
song performed by by Louis Armstrong
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When The Saints Go Marching In
We are traveling in the footsteps
Of those whove gone before
But well all be reunited (but if we stand reunited)
On a new and sunlit shore (then a new world is in store)
Oh when the saints go marching in
When the saints go marching in
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
And when the sun refuse (begins) to shine
And when the sun refuse (begins) to shine
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
When the moon turns red with blood
When the moon turns red with blood
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
On that hallelujah day
On that hallelujah day
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
Oh when the trumpet sounds the call
Oh when the trumpet sounds the call
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
Some say this world of trouble
Is the only one we need
But Im waiting for that morning
When the new world is revealed
When the revelation (revolution) comes
When the revelation (revolution) comes
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
When the rich go out and work
When the rich go out and work
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
When the air is pure and clean
When the air is pure and clean
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
When we all have food to eat
When we all have food to eat
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
When our leaders learn to cry
When our leaders learn to cry
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
song performed by by Louis Armstrong
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Famous Last Words
After the wash
Before the fire
I will decay
Melt in your arms
As the day hits the night
We will sit by candlelight
We will laugh
We will sing
When the saints go marching in
A for a heart
B for a brain
Insects and grass
Are all that remain
When the light from above
Burns a hole straight through our love
We will laugh
We will sing
When the saints go marching in
And we will carry war no more
All our love and all our of pain
Will be but a tune
The Sun and the Moon
The wind and the rain
Hand in hand we'll do and die
Listening to the band that made us cry
We'll have nothing to lose
We'll have nothing to gain
Just to stay this real life situation
For one last refrain
As the day hits the night
We will sit by candlelight
We will laugh
We will sing
When the saints go marching in
And we will carry war no more
song performed by by Tears For Fears from Seeds Of Love
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Love's Unkind
Spoken:
Remember light thoughts
In the 50's and 60's and pony tails
And highschool sweaters
Well those were the good days
Well i seem him every morning in the schoolyard
When the schoolbell rings
And when he passes in the hallway
Well he doesn't seem to notice me
He's got a crush on my best friend
But she don't care, 'cause she loves someone else
I'm standing on the outside, no the inside where i wanna be
Love's unkind, love's unkind
Love's unkind, love's unkind
Cause he's not mine
Just the other day i was praying that he'd give a change
Hoping he would choose me for his partner
For the high school dance
I was standing outside the class
But it wasn't me, but my best friend, he asked
I went running back inside teary-eyed
And left the two of them behind
Love's unkind, love's unkind
Love's unkind, love's unkind
Cause he's not mine
Spoken:
Oh how i love him, but i can't even let him know
'cause he loves my best friend
But she don't care, she loves someone else...
song performed by by Donna Summer
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Love Don't Live Here Anymore
This is the house that love built
Memories of you are built in each wall
Wanting the seeds still haunt my dreams
Though Ive just heard your voice in the hall
The mirrors reflect all the heartache I feel
Smiling photographs dont seem real.
Nothings been moved, but everythings changed
Each chair isnt placed, just my lifes rearranged
The wind cries your name through each window and door
Love dont live here, love dont live here anymore.
The fire alight still glows a pale blue
The mantle is cruel holding pictures of you
Your scent lingers there, in the bed that we shared
The last plant I sent isnt bloomed
These rooms are unkind to play tricks on my mind
I can see how youve lived without me.
Nothings been moved, but everythings changed
Each chair isnt placed, just my lifes rearranged
The wind cries your name through each window and door
Love dont live here, love dont live here anymore...
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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Dying For Love
Can you hear, the people sing their song
To tunes of glory, they move as one.
Refugees of liberation marching on,
Sing our song, rock the nation, write of wrongs.
When you take of life and steal its shadow, all thats
Left is humanity.
Its getting closer, change is bound to come.
Theres someone out there, holding candles to the
Sun.
Then an answer, says that peace will come around,
Stand in line, take our time and be proud.
Take a life and steal its shadow, all thats left its
Humanity
Take a man and steal tomorrow, all thats left is you
And me.
Here them call you, soldiers all in the fields of love,
Brothers, sisters, children, all dying for love.
Refugees of liberation, marching on,
Sing your song, rock the nation, write of wrongs.
Take a life and steal its shadow, all thats left is
Humanity.
Take a man and steal tomorrow, all thats left is
You and me.
Hear them call you, soldiers all in the fields of love,
Brothers, sisters, children, all dying for love.
Hear them call you, dying for love, those who know
You, dying for love,
Brothers, sisters, dying for love, saints and sinners,
Dying for love,
Dying for love.
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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My second job has been to try to use my power to create institutions of a modern state that could enter the European Union, and there was very little time. The door was closing, and I wanted to get Bosnia through before it shut.
quote by Paddy Ashdown
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Cruel Young Lover
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Just because you can
You treat me like a fool
But just because you can
Dont make it right
Can it be so hard
To be a little kind
And you could be here
With me tonight
Ive got feelings
Dont be unkind
Feelings
Dont be unkind
Feelings
Stay with me tonight
Youve been stealing
Thats so unkind
Stealing
A heart, a mind
Stealing
Stay with me tonight
Cruel young lover
Blow your mind out
Time will come when
You will find out
Time will take your cruel power away
Cruel young lover
Try to stand out
Will it always pay
To bland out?
Time will take your cruel power away
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Once again youre gone
Somewhere in the night
Disappearing
Leaving me alone
The lure of city streets
The pull of unknown souls
The overpowering draw
Of the unknown
Youve been stealing
Thats so unkind
Stealing
A heart, a mind
Im appealing
Stay with me tonight
Cruel young lover
Hit the action
Can you live on your attraction
Time may take your cruel power away
Cruel young lover
Try to stand out
Will it always pay
To bland out?
Time will take your cruel power away
Cruel young lover
Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah
Do you hear me?
Cruel young lover
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Cruel young lover
Do you hear me?
Cruel young lover
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Cruel young lover
Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah
Do you hear me?
Cruel young lover
Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah
Do you hear me?
Cruel young lover
Ah ah ah ah ah
Thats so unkind
Do you hear me?
Thats so unkind
Do you hear me?
Thats so unkind
Cruel young lover
Thats so unkind
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Ah ah ah ah ah
Cruel young lover
Thats so unkind
Do you hear me?
Thats so unkind
Thats so unkind
Do you hear me?
Thats so unkind
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Cruel young lover
Cruel young lover
Do you hear me?
Thief
Do you hear me?
Thief
Do you hear me?
Thats so unkind
Thats so unkind
song performed by by Human League
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Human Highway
I come down from the misty mountain
I got lost on the human highway
Take my head refreshing fountain
Take my eyes from what theyve seen.
Take my head and change my mind
How could people get so unkind.
I come down from the crooked mansion
I went lookin for the d.j.s daughter
Since that day I heard it mentioned
That my name is on the line.
Now, my name is on the line
How could people get so unkind.
Now, my name is on the line
How could people get so unkind.
I come down from the misty mountain
I got lost on the human highway
Take my head refreshing fountain
Take my eyes from what theyve seen.
Take my head and change my mind
How could people get so unkind.
song performed by by Neil Young
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In Bosnia, little children shot in the head by a guy who thinks it's okay to aim his gun at a child.
quote by Christiane Amanpour
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There's Always Tomorrow
Sometimes I feel so blue inside
So when I'm lonely
I drive to St. Tropez
I leave the world behind that's gray
Into sunshine
I know I'll be okay I say
Life is short
Too beautiful for you to worry
Don't give up
When love is unkind
There's always tomorrow
Don't let them bring you that down that way
The view is golden
Believe the old clich?
I need a little time to play
So kiss the moonlight
The night is young at heart they say
Life is short
Too beautiful for you to worry
Don't give up
When love is unkind
There's always tomorrow
Just let your imagination take a chance
It'll get you far
Step by step, the road is long
But at the end you can touch a star
I don't care where I came from
It's where I'm going that gets me through
It's all I need to get me through
There's always tomorrow
(spoken)
There's always tomorrow
(spoken)
Life is short
Too beautiful for you to worry
Don't give up
When love is unkind
song performed by by Geri Halliwell
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