The window shop dummy Is out It is moving thru the crowds In oxford street It is looking for work In Harrods maybe It has nowhere At the moment To sleep
The window shop dummy Has been set free Straight out of storage Into the street Stitched up For a shop lifting
It could not speak Or admit guilt Or It would have been out in a week But it lost its head It’s arms, its feet
Satellites afraid Follow it about Into one end of the tube system and out the other end
Followed all day Spied on all night The window shop dummy Turns a deathly white
The window shop dummy Is not wearing clothes It shakes and it shivers Where ever it goes Into Nero’s For a coffee and snack No dummies allowed It has to go back
It jumps from a bridge On a day – warm and sunny No one tries to save it Because it’s only a dummy
Sometimes I hit rock bottom, it is the deep part of the ocean. The water in the ocean is removed by a dream, what the dream commands happens in the many scenarios of the heart, it is not real. Rock bottom is imposed upon me by other people. Other people seem to guide me through a landscape of spider’s webs. They are spiders trying to herd their prey into deep water canyons. I must put the ocean back and swim to the surface. As I rise upon the surface I surface into an ancient Egyptian city centre. There are temples, palaces, pyramids and fragments of the sun are on sale in the market. There are men painting the image of a Pharaoh on the walls. Groups of wealthy families stop and stare at me and then become stone.
Please click on the link to hear an impression of the song
The remembrance of the end of the great war, a war to end all wars, except the politicians lost the point of with the treaty of Versailles. A documentary on TV showed how the Allied politicians wanted to punish the German people and cause them pain with sanctions that caused the new generation humiliation and resentment.
It was the alliances and the treaties between the different nations of Europe that brought each nation into conflict after the assasination of the archduke that grew into a world war. Nation rising against nation and kingdom against kingdom.
Can present day world politics cause another collision of interests .
This November month is the centenary of the end of the War To End All Wars. This song I wrote fifteen years ago around the time of the mid-east “conflict”.
Peace in the East, lyrics
chorus
Peace in the east, peace in the west
Peace for the poor, peace for the oppressed.
bridge
These could be such happy days
These could be our best
Talking peace from north
Talking peace from east to west
Peace in the east, peace in the west
Peace for the poor, peace for the oppressed
verses
If you were cast adrit my friend
Upon the open seas
Could you steer the boat my friend
And make all people free
Peace in the east, peace in the west
Peace for the poor, peace for the oppressed
If you were a farmer
Whose ground was very tough
Could you reap a harvest
To feed the world with love
Peace in the East, peace in the west
Peace on the right, peace on the left
