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Guilty

"Guilty" c.2008 K.Murray

"You say we're moving forward from a comfy chair
well its easy when your sitting to pretend that you care
but our priveliged perspectives, all our points and views
we're not helping anybody, just by catching the news
and now i'm preaching and its not sunday
i may talk like a fool
i may be stating the obvious, i may be sounding uncool

but while we walk in golden sunlight, while we bathe amongst its rays
we pretend we're Gods good people, we can wash all sins away
when we witness distant cruelties, we all live on elsewhere street
but when all our neighbours kids are pleading hungry at our feet
will we hear at all

tell me will we'll hear them them at all
brother can you hear them at all
sisters do you hear them at all

We see fat cats getting fatter, we see nations collide
we watch like dumb spectators on a fairground ride
we see poverty's abundance growing fast in daylight
we learn to shut our eyes and sleep sound through the night, we
we watch movies while mothers watch their kids starve
we are guilty one and all we are, if we go quietly when
we should be getting louder, we are guilty

we are guilty

When you look upon your kingdom and you watch your children play
well its easy to believe its home where charity should stay
but if you look beyond your borders, if you open up your eyes
you'll see that all our comforts lean on corporate lies
thats if you see at all

tell me if you see it at all
brother do you see it at all
sisters do you see it at all

You say its only dreamers try to change this world, you say that trying to make a difference is simply absurd
but how much effort makes a difference for a third world child
how much would make you notice
how much would make you wild enough
to do something, something more than talking
are you guilty are you guilty
don't do nothing all inaction is collusion
don't be guilty

Are you tough enough for poetry strong enough for love
are you ready for compassion or do you leave it to above
are you ready to try sowing something someone else can reap
ready to to more than making noises while you sleep
or don't you dream at all
maybe you don't dream at all
maybe you don't dream at all

if we say nothing when we should be saying something,
guilty

if we go gently when we should be kicking doors down
we are guilty one and all we are
if we tread softly when we should be jumping up and down
we are guilty one and all we are
if we play dumb when we should use our education
we are guilty one and all we are
if we get softer when we should be getting harder
we are guilty one and all we are
if we go gently when we should be kicking doors down
we are guilty one and all we are
if we tread softly when we should be jumping up and down
we are guilty one and all we are
if we play dumb when we should use our education
we are guilty one and all we are
our comforts an illusion
our silence a confusion
if we play dumb when we should use our education
we are guilty one and all we are
if we tread softly when we should be jumping up and down
we are guilty one and all we are
lately i don't sleep at all
a girlfriend is delusion

We say nothing when we should be saying something.

 

My son went to Guatemala to do vso in an orphanage in 2007 and my father did it in his lifetime. I have'nt, but have been acutely aware of 3rd world poverty and oppression since i was a teenager. Through meeting a Chilean refugee family in the 70's, i was introduced toVictor Jara, Chilean singer/songwriter murdered by Pinochet's regime in the football stadium in Santiago. He wrote and sang songs that were considered dangerous. About his world and its history of poverty and oppression, both very real consequences of capitalism and fascism. The bulk of our popular song output seems like elaborate nursery rhymes and rarely measures our relative comfort versus the struggle to survive that the majority of humans on the rest of the planet face daily. In our world of consumerism and excess, we become ignorant, fat, stupid and compassionless. This song is dedicated to my son and all who travel the vso road with serious intentions for change, awareness and compassion and to Victor Jara, Che, Julio, Mario and Fredy.

I built the basic form and emailed it to John in NZ, where he added the drums. Christine Hanson recorded a backing vocal, Walt Smith recorded clarinet and Tony and Jason Sellars added trumpet and alto sax at the Forge, between 2008 and 09. The rest is me via keyboards, guitars, mandolin and orchestral samples.

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