Sou Sfirizo Performed By Gadjo Dilo

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Lenny Ibizarre - Las brisas (Manu Senent ambient remix)

Buddy and I wrote this some years ago, but it sure does apply now.... From the album "Breaking Silence".

GUESS YOU HAD TO BE THERE
(Janis Ian/Buddy Mondlock)

Back in nineteen sixty three, we walked a fine line
We were taking to the streets, skating on a thin dime
We were searching after truth and beauty
Now they turn it into late night movies
How can I explain that it’s not the same

	Guess you had to be there to be where
	love belonged to everyone
	Flowers in the long hair, we stood there
	singing “We shall overcome”
	Knowing the eyes of the world were on us
	Knowing the whole world cared
	Guess you had to be there

In the summer of our youth. we came together
and we knew that our truth would live forever
We were gonna make the whole world honest
when a bullet got the bravest of us
Somehow nothing else was sacred
and we all stood naked

	Guess you had to be there to be where
	love belonged to everyone
	Flowers in the long hair, we stood there
	singing “We shall overcome”
	Knowing the eyes of the world were on us
	Knowing the whole world cared
	Guess you had to be there

Now we listen to the news, and it seems all hope is gone
Everybody feeling used, and there’s nowhere left to run
Sometimes it feels like the memory
is all that’s left of our used-to-be
but what can never be denied
is the way we changed inside

	Guess you had to be there to be where
	Love belonged to everyone
	Flowers in the long hair, we stood there
	singing “We shall overcome”
	Knowing the eyes of the world were on us
	Knowing the whole world cared
	Guess you had to be there

Breaking Silence

Guess You Had to Be There (Ian-Mondlock)

You are welcome to download and share "Tattoo":
A song about the Holocaust. Chosen by the government of the Netherlands to represent their country during the European celebration of the 50th year since WW II ended. Admired by Elie Wiesel. And now, a slap in the face to Trump and his administration, who don't dare utter the word "Jew" or the phrase "anti-Semitism" as they pretend to care about Holocaust Remembrance Day. 
To my friends who say "His son-in-law is Jewish. It's okay." I say - it is NOT okay. It is a disgrace. Steve Bannon is drafting the executive orders for our country, while the  ostensible leader of the free world spends his time complaining on Twitter and watching TV. 
I remember riding in a cab with my former manager forty years ago, when I was twenty-five. The newscaster commented that gay people should not be permitted to teach in the schools, and my manager said "They shouldn't be allowed around young children. Absolutely correct." 
In confusion, I said "But... I'M gay." And her response? "Oh, but you're one of the 'good ones'."
There will always be those who say "Oh, but you're one of the good Jews" "the good blacks" "the good gays". Do not believe that will exempt you from the knock in the night.

TATTOO
(Janis Ian)

Her new name was tattooed to her wrist
It was longer than the old one
Sealed in the silence with a fist
This night will be a cold one
Centuries live in her eyes
Destiny laughs over jack-booted thighs
“Work makes us free” says the sign
Nothing leaves here alive
Tattoo

She steps out of line to the left, and her father to the right
One sides a cold, clean death. The other is an endless night
Gold from a grandmother’s tooth. 
Mountains of jewelry and toys. 
piled in the corners, mailed across the borders
Presents for the girls and boys.
Presents for the girls and boys
Tattoo

It gets darker every night
Spread-eagled out among the stars, she says
"Somewhere in this tunnel lives a light
"Still my beating heart
"I have never known a man
"What man will want me now?
"Am I still alive, somehow?
"If I can survive, somehow
"Tattooed"

Soldiers from the other side liberated them at dawn
Gave her water, gave her life. She still had all her clothes on
She lived until she died. Empty as the autumn leaves that fly
Surgeons took the mark, but they could not take it far
It was written on her heart
Written on her empty heart
Tattooed

Tattoo

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American songwriter, singer, musician, author and multiple Grammy-winning writer of "At 17", "Jesse" and "Society's Child".

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